16 years of dreaming

Another song...

I read the message in your eyes.

The truth in your light.

The winter moves by in silence,

before the summer lights your eyes.

For all the tears of rivers,

are doomed to go to sea.

For all the tears you're crying,

are doomed to touch your face.

So set fire to that wooden heart of yours.

Move your mountains and swim your sea.

Leave the people be and be your one.

Or be mine, after all.

Your heart is frozen by the winter,

but ice easy melts.

The warmth of kindness will set fire,

to the branches waiting there.

And all the tears you're crying,

are melted ice from your heart.

and all the tears in rivers,

carry life within their hearts.

So set fire to that wooden heart of yours.

Move your mountains and swim your sea.

Leave the people be and be your one.

Or be mine, after all.

Now sixteen years of dreaming have gone by.

And I never lost the time.

And I'll move with my back against the night,

and the sun will light my eyes.

So set fire to that wooden heart af yours.

Move your mountains and swim your sea.

Leave the people be and be your one.

Or be mine, after all.

Cause I'll be yours, after all.