So, if it took one thousand days,
To find you wandering in endless skies,
I'd search until the clouds flew by,
To catch a glimpse of your sweet face.

Yes, if the world told me I was mad,
For spending my time looking for you,
I'd laugh the madman's frantic laugh,
To fly with geese beyond the world.

I'd dance a simple, gyrating dance,
Like a man who whirls in circles so,
Look deep into their eyes lost in time,
To tell them have you seen you, too?

If wooden boats could fly abroad,
In countries where they sadly stare,
I'd navigate the treacherous waves,
To throw my lifeline of love to you.

But, as we know, you won't be found,
No matter how many days I search in vain,
Yet, can I stop this never-ending voyage,
Long enough to return to my home?

Love lost is lost no matter the crime,
A winged angel would tell you so,
No matter what they repeat, I know,
My search now my beloved song.