Sun's going down like tiny dewdrops
Daylight fades
Memories slip away like clouds in the sky
Towards the horizon
We are moored like boats, floating and waiting
Rain after rain

We never hear it coming
The silent cold winter
Taking away the flowers from our gardens
We never see him pass
The aged blind man
Who touches our hearts, turning them into stone

We look for a chance - in the cycle of seasons
We look for a chance - in the visions of dreamers
We look for a chance - in the cycle of seasons

We'll find a way in deep space between the stars
We'll find a way over the clouds, hiding the stars

There is a place in our soul
Where time can't reach us
Where sorrow can't enter where nothing
Can't affect us
Where the songs of birds are like a river
Flowing to infinity

We never hear it coming
The silent cold winter
Taking away the flowers from our gardens
We never see him pass
The aged blind man
Who touches our hearts, turning them into stone

We look for a chance - in the cycle of seasons
We look for a chance - in the visions of dreamers
We look for a chance - in the cycle of seasons

We'll find a way in deep space between the stars
We'll find a way over the clouds, hiding the stars
We'll find a way over the clouds, hiding the stars
How you find your way
Hiding the stars