Oh above, where are you? So many things I have to tell you of, Please come back soon. You went through an open or hole in the floor, You vanished and I can’t see you anymore,
never die, when we sleep beneath the open sky, And the deep shades overhead or blue and red, Is the end, will you come back again?
I searched beyond the are you there? walk sadly onward through the crowd, alone somewhere, I saw beyond the blur, to right where were, And I beheld a sight so pure,
Dreams never die, when we sleep the open sky, And the deep shades overhead or blue and Is this the end, will you come back again?