Found her in a pile of dreams,
Scattered images of a free mind.
Her words got drowned in her screams
Still I believed that she is one of a kind.
I called her name in vain
Bianca my love! Don’t you hide anymore!
There is a heaven to gain,
from the love that you ignore.
O my dream! Don’t you quit on me,
leaving me in a suspended lift.
Wish me luck to hold it in my eye,
a glimpse of things to come, as your gift.