An endless journey through a raging storm,
Never ever wonder where it goes.
When the light of fire is burning warm,
On a summer night the winter glows.
An early morning sun and shining brightly,
Later on a rainy day of raining,
I guess we need to stay together nightly,
Then forget about the ways of staying.
Another lonely summer afternoon.
When the morning sun begins to fly,
Surrounded by a sea of bodies strewn,
Like a bird flying through the sky.
Surrounded by an hour of being woke.
Awake upon a sunny afternoon,
Until the early morning rain and soak,
Lying on the bed of flowers strewn.
The evening needs an early morning dew.
Nothing ever happens overnight,
A stranger on a distant rendezvous,
Surrounded by the sea of love and sight.
