☆ poor trancelatem(._.)m to where you sleep go back to where you sleep before dawn the way you walk everything that makes you Please always shine Blown by the wind on that summer day Burning in the clouds, where are you oh what is love oh what is love quietly without saying anything The rain softly falls on my shoulders Now, what is breathing in my chest certain pride oh you oh you somewhere today Being alive like silk this voice this voice Until the day I can see you someday I'll sing forever in the garden of light