[Words: Dennis Cornelius]
Turning my back to the breeze
I lift my feet off the ground and I soar
With no apparent reason
I am looking for direction
For something real
In the distance on the horizon
I see the cloud it draws near
And all at once I'm surrounded
By the fear of what can never be
Why am I made to suffer
In the darkness I search for you
Groping through an eternal mist
In the daylight I have no self-control
Over wanderings in my head
I found the room
You're crying
In the darkness we found a new
Place with fear put aside
In the daylight I remember
Things I could not see at night
