From the tragedy of reality Of all that is, that lives to die The tragedy of you and me Of your emotions of my cry Another morning beneath the cold sun The sun that only I can see Another morning in hope for euphoria Where you and I will be Where you look at me with the same eyes that follow you on Where you think of me with the same thoughts as those awakening me Same as those awakening me From the tragedy of reality Of all that is, that lives to die The tragedy of you and me Of your emotions of my cry Another morning beneath the cold sun The sun that only I can see Another morning in hope for euphoria Where you and I will be And I used to ride beyond the horizon Beyond the cold winds of your voice Beyond the glaciers of your shoulders Beyond all boundaries of universe! Beyond all boundaries of life Beyond all boundaries of universe Beyond all boundaries of life! Where the beauty of a thousand dreams is cast upon me, Like a tidal wave of gold to reach the shore Where it feels as if I can't reach any longer On the edge of all that we can see or touch Undefinable waters not yet sailed By intentions that would cause our love to fail. In diplopia I see what was meant to be The moon and the stars in the darkened eve In diplopia I see what I want to see To rise above the shroud of singularity enforced upon me The moon and the stars and the sun of thee But as night turns into morn And as I turn into me A dream turns so forlorn And you turn out to be fantasy Are those my silhouettes walking by your side? Are they the ones that seem to be casting shadows in the light? For long I've known that you are the one Why won't you see the morning sun?