I see the world from a tree
Imaginary friend tells me
How [bad word] could be
As beautiful

As you and me
Irrepressible, impassible

I wanna hear
Want them near
Those precious voices

I see [bad word] high above
Imaginary fiend tells me
How this gem could change
the course of fate

For you and me
We're responsible for principles

I wanna hear
Want them near
Those precious voices

When I kiss the sky
And my senses go so numb
I seem to find a place surrounded by your smile
When I cross this line
Could you still be by my side
All I want is your hand to lead us and feed us

I wanna hear
Want them near
Those precious voices