and at sunrise and at sunset but when night falls but the music
and at sunrise and at sunset but when night falls but the music
cascades of colour slip right through your hands your castle's in the clouds turn back into sand you'll find your swept away with no helping hand the music is your beacon back to dry land
and at sunrise and at sunset but when night falls but the music
cascades of colour slip right through your hands your castle's in the clouds turn back into sand you'll find your swept away with no helping hand the music is your beacon back to dry land
oh the music now this is why I sing oh the music... my sunrise... and this is why we sing bring it back on home