Metaphors of reason…seasons change..pain..I’m stained
I’m staring into distance ...but...the bitterness remains...
Gotta fight the feeling...ain’t no doubt it’s dragging me down...
And there’s so much that is missing...I’ve got to get up from this down

I’ve got to find a bluer sky ...where the innocence of real love will never ever die...

I still wanna make it happen...cause I still believe that you and me are tied to destiny
I still wanna make it happen...cause my sanity is tellin’ me we were meant to be...

Caught up the reason I feel tamed...you’re passion to my flame..
I can see your vision ..I’m quizzed to call your name..
Don’t wanna fight the feeling...cause I’m lost to your sound..
I am a prisoner of the moment..almost to lost to be found...

I’ve need to find a bluer sky...where the innocence of real love will never die..

I still wanna make it happen...cause I still believe that you and me are tied to destiny
I still wanna make it happen...cause my sanity is tellin’ me we were meant to be...

It’s so cold here...in my memory...so cold here without you...
And I crave for the warning of your smile...in the here and the now