His hands hide inside a sleeve
and little feet play with the ground beneath him
while up in the sky is where he wants to be

Time will fly
and the wind plays with him
the night will give him its charm

While he walks home
his head's up in a cloud
he feels his pores fill up with fresh air
and there is no doubt
that one day he will be
where the eye of his telescope has already been

Night will pass
but he's a lot faster
no one can do him any harm

Sail on silver wings
through this storm
what fortune love may bring
back to my arms again
the love of a former golden age.

I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take.
For, now that wheels are turning,
I find my faith deserting me...

This night is filledwith cries of
dispossessed children in search of Paradise.
A sign of unresolve that,
envisioned, drives the pinwheel on-and-on.

I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take.
When memory bears witness to
the innocence, consumed in dying rage!
The way lies through our love;
there can be no other means to the end,
or keys to my heart...

You will never find,
You will never find!

Sweet thing, I watch you
Burn so fast it scares me
mind games don't leave me
I've come so far don't lose me

It matters where you are

As the sun hits, she'll be waiting
with her cool things and her heaven
hey hey lover, you still burn me
you're a song yeah, hey hey

repeat

Sweet thing I watch you, hey hey

False eyes are staring
disrespectfully and untrue
the burden that we are carrying
is way too much for me and you

Sometimes it is better to lay
don't you think?

I'm evaporating
a veil of smoke is what I am
your thoughts will take on their way
to grow old and to be certain

Sometimes it is better to lay
don't you think?