With that sadness in sight
Don’t remind me of Heaven
Of lost sleepless nights
I wish I could fly free
In the sky above the sea
Far away across the field
I wish I could fly free
Enter a dream, join a fantasy
Take this flight, one last ride
To a theme park of my lost memory
Dear child, sweet kiss of youth
Touch of sunlight, whisper of dew
Pale morn in a field, calling dawn upon a dream
You look at me while I silently sleep
You are a river calling me through a memory
You are a dark symphony beneath the plot of a story
You are a moonlit ocean still curing me
I wish I could flow within
Like a memory
With a gentle kiss upon a dream
I wish I could be your storytime
Deep in the end of the river
Where horizon withers
Giving a birth to dear moonlit lullaby