Which part of a soul becomes young when you love?
Which part of a soul becomes fool and strong?
Which part of the soul is dreaming at you?
When all other things become part of you too?

I’ve made up my mind, it will be a star
To keep all in mind bright and clear and far
To stay in my heart whenever I CARE
And take it around when is too much to bear

When all other things are complete and survive
I’ll take them with me to share just what is mine
Let’s go and feel better with all shining sky
Above our feet when flying’s too high..