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