Love is our survival when the north wind blows
When the night is crying and nobody knows
In you I find my strength
I look and see you truly
When there is nothing left to hold onto
My hand will still be there
And I know your hand will steady me
We are more than friends yet less than lovers
But whatever name we might give it
You sustain me as I support you
We two are but half shells alone
Yet together we become whole
When we are apart there is an emptiness
When we are together there is a purpose
I do not pretend to understand it
I only know what my heart and soul tells me
Love is our survival when the north wind blows

Now when the night decends,
Now that the storm has reached its ends.
Where do the dragons go?
How can a mortal ever know?

Yet I know

They're still here
I know not where
But I feel it.

Dragons are born of sky;
Dragons are born of
   earth and fire;
Dragons are nature's eye -
Watching the efforts of Earth's people.
   In the sky now -
     the dark night sky,
   The dragons soar on high.
   They're still there now
   But quiet somehow
   Like mist across the sky.
And I know they're there,
In the evening sky -
A mist across the moon.

In the storm they came
But in the calm they remain;
A hidden reminder of power.

Will you hear?
                      Will you come?
Will you face the things unknown?
Will you pass the test of fire,
Can you face you own desire?
What name shall I call you by
If you think that you might try?

Can you see?
                     Can you tell?
Can you do the things that must be done?
Can you know the truth that is unheard,
Will you stand by me without a word?
What are you prepared to do
If the question has been put to you?