Be free, fly so high, feel the wind
walk on sand, see the view, sing your song
play your game, loose control, catch your tears

An that's the way you make me feel
so that's the place I can not go
an that the birth that couldn't fly

I'll leave you do anything
I'll wait you until you If don't love me
I'll wait, and wait

I can feel it
You can do it
We can see it

But... that's only the imagination

"A Dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young"