I'll be the lyrics on the tip of your tongue as you lie staring up at the ceiling.
I'll be the quiet stillness of the early dawn.
I'll be the shadow of a dream you once had, the mortal delusion you are so reluctant to part with as you wake up.
I'll be the life buoy you cling on to when the waves are crashing over your helpless self.
I'll be the colours bleeding into one as you drink in the sunrise.
I'll be the song you hum under your breath as you journey forth.
I'll be the hidden back alleys you traverse through if you desire a change of scene.
I'll be your source of inspiration when your imagination fails you.
I'll be whoever you want me to be.