I'm looking to raise my head on the glass. 

My perspective blue sheets, along with the wave comes. 

And suddenly lifted my head looking to the sky. 

Because I see you there. 

I know. You're always watching me. You're always there. 

But without you, I'm left with the disease. 

I think it is a hope, 

There'm hoping you can help me .. 

Because I can not get rid of it without my paralyzed state ... 

I wish he had never accident .. 

If only I had not lost. 

Maybe I so much hope, desperation, would not stay connected ...