The dream you have, Is written in ancient ink, like a prayer put to paper. But the things your small hands long for, Are no longer anywhere to be found. Nonetheless, you walk a path, Where beautiful things remain beautiful, And I get the feeling that’s something I want to protect.
The sky and water stain this planet, As if drawing a pale rainbow before fading away; On such blinding nights, I wonder just how far, The sound of your singing voice can reach.
The light of this blue planet, On which dreams lie, Had us simply in love; For the sake of just one future, We’ll try to put everything into a single song, Taking off, Into a still darkened sky.
Your whispers, Are like a blade, slicing my heart to pieces, ‘Till there’s no way to protect myself, From their innocent light. The sadness of that radiance is constant, Pouring into me, And I get the feeling that I want to protect you.
Where did we come from, where will we go, As we stand here in the place we were born long ago? What things will I feel? What things will I seek? Just how far will I be able to go?
The light of that blue planet, Is calling to you, Becoming more and more beautiful as it fades away, Like a single wish, Shivering within the darkness, As you reach out your hand, Toward a still darkened sky.
That far off melody, And the light of this blue planet, Had everyone simply in love; For the sake of just one future, We’re putting everything into a single song.
If you’re going to dream, I’ll stand by your side, Reaching my hand out toward that same far off place. Someday I too will reach, That quiet sky that you believed in: An endlessly radiant, heavenly blue.