I don't know how i feel
i don't know what to say...

The nest of warm air
Serenade of strings...

I gaze upon from below
I follow it as it glow...

The glint of light from the rising sun
shows us all, when the day\'s begun...

How beautiful the setting sun
The symbol of when day is done...

Like those painted on a canvas, beautiful, clear...
like the vanishing arc of color after a storm of...

Sky is high
Air is sweet...

The hot moist breath
as he laid me down...

When Tomorrow comes
With my troubles gone...

I can't believe what I see
An angel in front of me...