Sit by my side, come as close as the air
Share in a memory of Grace, and wander in my words
Dream about tje pictures that I play, of changea
World spinning madly, it drifts in the dark
Swings through a hollow of blaze, a race arouns that starts
A journey through the universe ablaze, with changes
Moments of magic will glow in the night
All fears of the forest are gone, and when the moment breaks
Swept away by golden drops of dawn, of changes
Passions will part, to a strange melody
As fires will sometimes burn cold, like petals in the Wind
We′re puppets to the silver strings of souls, of changes
Sit by my side, come as close as the air
Share in a memory of grace, and wander in my words
Dream about the pictures that I play, of changes