When the warmth of the day [bad word] the night 
 Who could sleep beneath a strange moonlight? 
 No guiding star 
 So far from home 

 Walked the way o' promise to find but snow 
 Throughout, the voice of the winds brings nothing more 
 Than low echoes 
 So far from home 

 Even from a child 
 wish is not enough 
 For me, for me the sky may fall 
 And even from a child 
 dream is not enough 
 Could be, could be the sky may fall 
 Could be, could be the night ends all 

No rains could weep as I have wept 
To know a simple dream will not be kept 
I am a child 
So far from home 

One by one the sky falls 
I may not awaken