Written By: Antoine Sicotte / Anastasia Friedman
If I could be the image of imagination
I wouldn't be here standing in the rain
If I could see all the colours of the rainbow
As they're fading
Then today wouldn't be so grey
Angel came to my bed
He wiped my tears
Don't be afraid
When I look up into infinity
I believe that you are watching me
Shine like the stars
I believe that you are travelling infinity
Looking down on me
I promised life
Give me the strength to complete what time had tainted
The girl you left behind
Still remembers the softness in his voice
Seven years you were gone
Afraid to call out your fatherly name
I left so many things unsaid I wished you'd awake
I prayed for time I promised life
Give me the strength and I'll do all right
Still I miss you