My own in the silence of the night And my mind is flying Wandering far across the clouds Without direction and purpose
I want to reach the star Who decorate the night
Is there any hope Which I might get Wind bring my soul flying Wind hear my whisper Wind bring my soul flying Wind hear my whisper
If only I could get all the dreams And a million dreams I will throw away all the delusion
Which now continues to be imagined
I want to reach the star Who decorate the night
Is there any hope Which I might get
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