My dear Sophie,
long time no speak, long time no see.
So good to hear from you again
and take a walk down the memory lane.

I hear you’re still travelling
the world and keep wondering
what’s the meaning of it all.

I love that you’ve started to teach
and found your dreams to be within reach.
Keep up with the good work, my dear,
and you may find your joy in building up a career.

I hear you’ll go home for a while,
I hope you’ll teach them with your smile
what’s the meaning of it all.

Hey, crystal sister,
the wind remembers your name,
your soul swirling up in a twister
to change the rules of the game.

The pain of your heart’s blister,
longing for a mister
to set your sparkle aflame.

And I keep pursuing my goal,
clearing out old patterns and retrieving my soul,
picking my brain and asking my heart
how can I pull off the courage to start.

I look the darkness in the eye,
each day I’m born, each day I die
to find the meaning of it all.