Letras
Someone is speaking of time now to gain
A voice crying me, I am bound
Life is undying, yet somebody weeps
Each season declares its own sound
Encircling my mind
These worlds that I find
Tell me why
Tell me what shall I speak
What shall we find
Now as the waters of morning will fall
The wind is set free to demand
An orbit of distance inclusive of all
To know there is space to expand
These things that I see
These things that are me
Tell me why
Tell me, where do I fit in the plan?
Someone is speaking of time now to gain
A voice crying me, I am bound
Life is undying, yet somebody weeps
Each season declares its own sound
Encircling my mind
These worlds that I find
Tell me why
Tell me, where do I fit in the plan?