Atop the hill I see the northern lights
full moon in the sky
a silver cage with my face in black and white
I can't find a story when the stars are blind
the falling leaves of my mind sleep
while I still walk along the lonely road
I see in my dreams.

Across the forest I hear whispers
blue moon in the night
this golden crown tonight is falling apart
I can't find the path where all the stars are bright
the flowing winds of my life
leave my home and walk along this silver road
and I wonder...

The skies are burning
flowing with time
to find my own light
open my wings and fly.

Across the shadows I can hear them
moonlight in the dark
a song reminds me of the friends I once had
in the night their bright eyes shining from the sky
the fire brings me their warm light
yet I'm still cold, alone, the voice of time
now whispers...

The skies are burning
flowing with time
to find my own light
open my wings and fly.

Beyond the silence of a dreamer
sleeps the twilight sky
the snow is bright, my mind is white
and my eyes are still blind
the night is dancing with the sun
I hear, I feel, and I wake up
between two roads of stone I found myself
still walking...

The skies are burning
flowing with time
to find my own light
open my wings and fly.
The skies are flowing
aging with time
I'll write my own life
open my wings and fly.