The streams are floating off the hills, Back from the caves among the hills. I wish out loud with beautiful. The clouds are hanging from the ties, Tied by an ancient friend of mine, I wish out loud with beautifuls again. They’re calling, They’re calling, They’re calling for me. I won’t let you know that it dreams tonight, it dreams tonight, on our own. I heard the news but it dreams tonight, it dreams tonight. Hope’s in the garden, let it grow, I’ll take this time to let you know, I wish out loud with beautiful again. They’re calling, They’re calling, They’re calling for me. I won’t let you know but you dream tonight, it dreams tonight, on our own. I heard the news but it dreams tonight, it dreams tonight. I won’t let, will you let the light in, I won’t let you in, I won’t let, will you let the light in? I won’t let you in. Sing a song for what we’re able, Sing a song for what you know, Sing a song for what we’re able, Tell me now when your hands get cold.