Voices... The first word was "dream"... it came to me as I slept Gently bringing out the darkness deep inside my heart The second word was "wind"... show me the way... I beat my wings and fly into the arms of God As if counting the sorrows that have melted away As the golden arrows fell, falling one at a time... To a place with nothing to see... a place I must return A place where I have only one goal in life I must struggle to get back to An old book of magic spells... The curtain of the silent moonlight night holds the promise of being together again Only that... We can fly We have wings We can touch floating dreams Call me from so far... through the wind in the light The third word that came was hmmmm... If I can just listen closely... These trembling arms of yours that I hold I can gently set free We can fly - We have wings - We can touch floating dreams