O mystery of a sea in my silent desert Starless heaven, you will be bright If you are not night, the dark cloudy sand will be open with your breath. Whatever the throat is
good with you under the rain with the acacia. Blue say
You are the same as the air that always wish Youre gloating the roads that I have to search my hand and take it with you one night I am a strange traveler, your way to tomorrow
Your new heaven, in the backyard I dont like you cold and cloudy. Spring
Good with you under the Baron Break with you Tell you full of blue days Good with you under the Baron with acacia. Tell you full of blue days
You are the same air that I always wish Take the road to the road Tomorrow
