The light seems to disappear,
With every turn I make,
Inside these silhouettes
I'll become a memory,
Leaving fortunes past behind,
But I'm going to create something,
Something beautiful,
You'll see,
Something has been forming,
Inside I didn't even realize it,
That I've been growing,
Past vast fields of rainbows,
And paradises long lost at sea,
I'll create something,
Something beautiful,
You'll see...
