I don't know why
All the fiction of your sleeping
Doesn't visit you awake
I don't know how
To get your storybook sunrise
To follow you above your cloudy day
All these gifts should lay upon you
With heaven painted on you
I wish this now with all my soul
(refrão)
May all your visions turn to gold
To have and hold
May all your visions turn to gold
May all your visions turn to gold
To have and hold
May all your visions turn to gold
Terrified
The world will never turn to look at you
And the sun won't see you shine
Children's lives
For rose could bless just from your smilin'
And the water form a crown
Only better luck should greet you
The road should rise to meet you
I wish this now with all I know
(refrão)
Mmmmmmmm. . .
Lives inside your winter
Feel the cold wind blowing
Cutting through your head and your ears
Feel the fire growing
No more frozen danger
No more wretched
I stumbled
Fear
