Standing in the dark, waiting for the light to change I step onto the road, feeling every step Watching as you fade away And you whisper to me with the longing Of a torn wing that tries to fly too high Destination unknown on the search for the road That will lend us to find a place in time I'm standing in the sun waiting for your train to come
Oh I packed up all my dreams Tied them in a box, memory's asylum And they whisper to me with the longing Of a torn wing that tried to fly too high Destination unknown, may the stars guide you home Over mountains sublime to your place in time