Well, I'm off, there's no map for this lit up path
 But there'll always be ups and down
 I've got a hunch that I'll be free

 I feel like you're always smiling by my side

 They're waiting for us, at the end of the waves
 At the end of the clouds
 I'm looking for the prisms of sunlight
 That slip through the gaps in my fingers

 The soft, tender feeling you gave me
 It's telepathy, it's magic
 I feel it even without words

 Wrapped in a warm dream, a wind blowing in my heart

 ItЃfs an endlessly long way to the end of that wind
 The end of the stars
 I felt like I thought I could hear you
 Saying 'flare [bad word] #33;' somewhere

 They're waiting for us, at the end of the waves
 At the end of the clouds
 I'm looking for the prisms of sunlight
 That slip through the gaps in my fingers

 ItЃfs an endlessly long way to the end of that wind
 The end of the stars
 I felt like I thought I could hear you
 Saying 'flare [bad word] #33;' somewhere

 The waves are blue, the clouds are high
 The wind is fragrant, the stars shine
 My voice echoes way off into the distance
 I smile, you do too