A voice i couldn't be,
The light i couldn't see,
through the aisle of mystery,
let me be me

On the sleepless night,
the dreams that ignite,
flying above the dormant might,
the shore is still out of the sight

The dandelions that bloom,
through the summer's heat and winter's gloom,
So would the days fume,
with the desire to rise even if I doom

Carved on the wall,
across the pillar that's tall,
oh you! the shadows in the hall,
I will get up every time I fall

The voice I couldn't be,
The light I couldn't see,
through the aisle of mystery,
let me be me..