Awake in the cosmic Dream کے بول

Life goes on under this cosmic light life forever gone under these satellites your grey eyes under this winter moon your pale face we'll be better then... yeah.. and, if we turning back again time is like a river flowing, flowing downhill and, if we loose our time again call me every time you need I would be there tell me at least just one word unless signals that are mixed cause I can't read your rolling eyes and, if we turning back again time is like a river flowing, flowing downhill and, if we loose our time again call me every time you need I would be there tell me at least just one word unless signals that are mixed cause I can't read your rolling eyes