Lirama

Sail your way
to the glowing sun ablaze,,
in the warmth of the day.
But through all this violent storm
will I keep myself strong?
On and on,
to the sun...
As the red morning comes we'll dance
like dead leaves on the wind.
Find your way to my frozen heart,
in a cold winter reign.
With a thousand scars in my soul,
I will keep myself strong.
On and on,
to the sun...
As the red morning comes we'll dance
like dead leaves on the wind.