When we lose the touch of our hands

I'll be in the afternoon with no one else

By myself, I want to silently search for my next words



So, the train will pass through her town today

It will come, bringing along an unknown scenery

Being cast in these colors, what color do I appear to be?



Being invited to a spacious place apart

Reaching this cradle... vivid colors



The entrance that's still closed,

is waiting for the passing of the wind

Being cast in these colors, what color do I appear to be?



How long must we be apart before I can forget you?

While listening to the voice of the wind

Soon I'll step off, below the rays of sun

I only want to gently, gently close my eyes



But my eyes are taken by the other side of the vividly colored window

The traces have finished piling up



How long must we be apart before I can forget you?

Even if I try to feel, it's futile

Soon I'll step off, below the rays of sun

I'll gently, gently close my eyes

in to vivid colors









						     



						     Thanks to Sondra