Marina کے بول

Wake me on the softer side of heaven In a land of healthy minds Light, carry me high Float me down west of the lazy river Before these heavy storms seek our soaring heads Breathless morning, put your head in my hands Night grows stale by the break of the dawn Take me where your eyes are always blooming The golden leaves, the red pine trees What dreams may come I wonder where we'll wind up when it's over Falling like the stars right out of heaven's mouth Breathless morning put your head in my hands Night grows stale by the break of the dawn Fever, fever, fever, flood the door Shiny, shiny, shiny crack of light Outside flushes white Warmer tones than before Outline flushes free Free of light, free of me