Flying above the clouds

		I close my eyes and words are arising from the void like dew drops, like breathing stillness of night - I am a white bird, flying above the clouds toward the place where dreams come true, toward the place where dreams come true. And you haven't known, And you haven't known, You haven't known me... And quietly rocking, the earth drifts away under feet, and suddenly light gets flares up we don't need any words - I am a white bird, flying above the cluods toward the place where dreams come true toward the place where dreams come true. And you haven't known, And you haven't known, I haven't known myself...