I sing this poem to you
On the other side I see
Shining winds glow
Its far away, far away from me
I can see that 
I can see that 
the wind blows outside and I have no breath
I breathe again and know I'll have to live
To forget my world is ending.
I have to live
I hear my heart beat
Fluttering in pain, saying something
Tears [bad word] to my eyes 
I cry I cry
I cannot feel the warmth of the sun
I cannot hear the laughter
Choking with every thought
I see the faces
My hands are tied as I wish 
But no [bad word] 
No [bad word] 
Where are you?
Where are you?
What will make me want to live?
What will make me want to love?
Tell me tell me

I sing this poem to you to you
Is this mystery unfolding
As a wind floating?
Something [bad word] [bad word] 
The dream of an innocent child
Something is happening
Something is happening