[WRONG SCALE] in my hand

If I now could become everything you want me to be

Take me up into your arms and embrace me nice and gently

I hope the words you can not hear make it across the miles to you

Just one inconsolable sorrow in the dark night sky

The lost wings nowhere to be found

A fragment of teardrop shines on all around here, bathing it in light


The past I've been running from and wonderful days I've been through

Like a bridge to the future A promise never to forget

Like the beautiful sunflowers that bloomed without hesitation

With the breeze it flutters and floats above our heads up high

A broke clock stops memories the are floating round in our heads

Searching for it like wandering, like struggling through

The sky that seems to start crying clears up

Fading sorrow exists in my hand exists in my hand


A broke clock stops memories the are floating round in our heads

Searching for it like wandering, like struggling through

Sky that seems to start crying clears but, fading sorrow still

exists in my hand exists in my hand

If I now could become everything you want me to be

Take me up into your arms and embrace me nice and gently