In the lightning fields
I saw it all
The arch of colors
gave me all this happiness
With clouds apart
like cooler doors
I breathe the blue
and all my courage has to last
So why do all the kisses
blown from my hands
Drift and turn into nothing
more than wishes
I count the time
by my mistakes
dissolving dreams
that I never awake from
In the stratosphere
my prayers reside
A passing plane answers all
I'm waiting for
So why do all the kisses
blown from my hands
Drift and turn into nothing
more than wishes
So why do all the kisses
blown from my hands
Drift and turn into nothing
more than wishes?
So why do all the kisses
blown from my hands
Drift and turn into nothing
more than wishes