How i miss you but, honestly the february stars will guide you home. All my life i wished to find the one, and now i walk back and forth looking for an answer, but i think there is no way back. I'm alone again, and all i wanted is to see you. I remember the day we waited to see the aurora, times like these never come back. So i told this history to a friend of a friend, that i am still looking for a miracle, but who knows, maybe next year i will come back. But until there i'll stick around, i know you can do the best of you.