What is it that joins
the night to the day
and day to give in
to the night yet again
the night to the day
and day to give in
to the night yet again
What is it
that makes me feel
that the song of the tiny bird
that cut through the cloud
making perfect circles
in the unending sky..
is the same
as the one
of a dried up leaf
yet unheard
touching the ground
in its final resting sigh
that makes me feel
that the song of the tiny bird
that cut through the cloud
making perfect circles
in the unending sky..
is the same
as the one
of a dried up leaf
yet unheard
touching the ground
in its final resting sigh
What is that make
the raindrops
as I hold in my hands
and your eyes
as I hold
in my own
seem forever new
the raindrops
as I hold in my hands
and your eyes
as I hold
in my own
seem forever new
What is it
that makes
even broken hearts
to beat as one..
and what is it
that brings me
under the glowing sun..
that makes
even broken hearts
to beat as one..
and what is it
that brings me
under the glowing sun..
back to where I started!
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