Am I there yet darling? Will I shine like I used to baby?
am I still sane darling? Will I sparkle like I used to baby?
Am I the sun that shined, or am I the moon that shines when the rest is blind?
will I see the light again baby?
they are waiting to take us far, take us where we washed away our tears
but baby we have to fly
fly far and never have to see the rain again
death gives us wings darling, where we had shoulders smooth as swans
baby we’ll intertwine, and fly
fly with me, fly with me
they already found us
they already felt us
they already took us…..