Standing in the dark, waiting for the light to changeI step onto the road, feeling every stepWatching as you fade awayAnd you whisper to me with the longingOf a torn wing that tries to fly too highDestination unknown on the search for the roadThat will lend us to find a place in timeI'm standing in the sun waiting for your train to comeOh I packed up all my dreamsTied them in a box, memory's asylumAnd they whisper to me with the longingOf a torn wing that tried to fly too highDestination unknown, may the stars guide you homeOver mountains sublime to your place in time
