Night falls on to a dying street where the wind blows wildly
Through wisdom's eyes like a light through a cloud
She's still dreaming, softly dreaming
She knows exactly what's left here to see
Give to me
Each breath of air I breathe
Let me see
Past all of yesterday
Is what you give to me
All I am
Is a product of my destiny
Day breaks gently on this vastly hurried world bound by
Rush to decay, like lava crashing through it.
We're still dreaming, desperately dreaming
Knowing there's something we're left here to be
Give to me
Each breath of air I breathe
Let me see
Past all of yesterday
Is what you give to me
All I am
Is a product of my destiny
Give to me
Each breath of air I breathe
Let me see
Past all of yesterday
Is what you give to me
All I am
Is a product of my destiny
Give to me
Each breath of air I breathe
Let me see
Past all of yesterday
Is what you give to me
All I am
Is a product of my destiny