There are many things that I would rather do

Many many places I would rather be



Splendour wings of ambition

Melted by the sun

To the sea of remorse

Graveyard come



Dogs that bark at night are fearful of the moon

Will the sound of childrens joys remain in tune



The same light shins on vineyards

That makes deserts its true

What awaits me if I follow you



All that's behind me

And I flew this time

Never falling

Since your eyes first touched mine