Blinded by the fire and the sorrow of the day
I come knocking at your door to dry the tears away
The eventide is calling me to take a look into your eyes
Pull me on and make me mesmerized

Riding on the wings of light
Dreaming dreams and holding tight
Leaving all my sorrow far behind
Your eyes are the gate

To the land of the miracle 
Where our love can make us fly, make us fly
In the land of the miracle
We can find a reason why and how we can fly

Open up the book of madness, read the page of life
Who's the one to tell you what to do and how to rise?
And if the stars would fall one day I'd climb up to the sky
To put them back for you to save your smile

Riding on the wings of light
Dreaming dreams and holding tight
Leaving all my sorrow far behind
Your eyes are the gate

To the land of the miracle 
Where our love can make us fly, make us fly
In the land of the miracle
We can find a reason why and how we can fly


To the land of the miracle 
Where our love can make us fly, make us fly
In the land of the miracle
We can find a reason why and how we can fly

Take a look into the book of fantasy and poetry and you will see
What you can feel is everything you need to heal your crying mind
The soul behind and everything that you may find inside your head

A million years have passed away to make us head for the decay and to unlearn just
What we yearn for all day long: right to be strong and stick to our ideals
Are they for real and do we just have lost the thread?

I believe in miracles they happen every day
In your arms a dream comes true for me, comes true for me
I believe in miracles they happen every day
In your arms a dream comes true for me, comes true for me...

(...Isn't poetry one of the biggest gifts to forget our daily life of sorrow?...)