Sunday, December 25, 2011

..but life's not a wheel, with chains made of steel

When evening falls
she'll run to me
Like whispered dreams your eyes can't see
Soft and warm she'll touch my face
A bed of straw
against the lace

We believed we'd catch the rainbow
Ride the wind to the sun

Sail away on ships of wonder

But life's not a wheel with chains made of steel
So bless me

Come the dawn
Come the dawn
Come the dawn
Come the dawn