I believe..

I can see the cracks,
Running over the wall.
I still believe,
It is not going to fall!

I know the room is dark,
Painted black,
I still believe,
I can see your eyes sparkle.

I can feel this dingy,
This strange place;
I still believe,
This can be heaven,
with you around!

Running my fingers,
I feel the floor so coarse,
I still believe,
It can be silk linen,
with you in my arms!