The brook is babbling, calling to me
the song it is singing...

When the skies turn gray
and the sun disappears...

Outside lies the armour
an illusion of my strength...

I need to see you
to tell you face to face...

The day is fast approaching
when we confirm our love...

Everyone needs a moment
to hide for self reflection...

You know, and I know.
We both know...

My head is spinning
with all these words...

The flames of fire
tempt and mesmerize...

Take me back, just a short time
So that I can undo the recent wrongs...

Is there an answer?
Surely there must be...

Whispering breezes
calling my name...