A breeze of atmosphere
A fountain of our lives
As clouds cross with time
An endless tide will sway
Sacred notes will sound
Imaginations open wide
Somebody said it's best when
It's hard to find the things we leave behind
I look up to the skies
Voices in my mind
As clouds cross with time
An endless tide will sway
Sacred notes will sound
Imaginations open wide
Somebody said it's only voices in my mind
The things we leave behind
Somebody said it's best when
It's hard to find the things we leave behind
