Here I Watch The Midnights Go And All This Searching Has To Stop

And How Long This Road Appears And How Uncertain In The Night

I've Got So Far To Go And Oh So Little Time

Though I May Regret Tomorrow I'd Say Yesterday Was Mine



So Let Us Sing Of The Tortured Heart

So Let Us Revisit Places Past

So Let Us Dream Of Chances Lost

So Let Us Sail On Ships Of Gold



Here The Years Rush Like Blood And What We Love We Hurt The Most

Adrift On That Special Day I Glanced Through To Another World

But Considering This And Reflecting That, Promises Broken And Nothing Else Left

What Is Real Is Better Than What Was Dreamt, But Still I Can Dream



We Will Never Know



So Let Us Sing Of The Tortured Heart

So Let Us Revisit Places Past

So Let Us Dream Of Chances Lost

So Let Us Sail On Ships Of Gold

To The Shores Of Yesterday