My Heart Wanders

She's out somewhere, I don't know,
Yet slowly, my heart wanders...
Out on the thin air,
Out in the night,
Out of my dwindling sight

The breeze presses against the window-panes...
My eyes reckon the so friendly white-face in the sky.
Yet slowly, my heart wanders...
Out on the thin air,
Out in the night,
Out of my dwindling sight

Romanticism has hit me,
I wonder.
A slight bashful I get,
As my heart slowly wanders...
Out on the thin air,
Out in the night,
Out of my dwindling sight

Euphoric, my heart is...
Knowing that in no time,
The thin air will carry it to its better half.
Thus it wanders...
Out on the thin air,
Out in the night,
Out of my dwindling sight

The thin air then carries a surprising scent,
A scent, so well-known,
An aroma of love,
A fragrance so warming,
A perfume, just so inviting.

Happily 'nough,
My heart wanders...
Out on the thin air,
Out in the night,
Out of my dwindling sight