Once a long, long time ago setting out to find dreams lost in memories of olden days
sometimes rising in the spring glowing, shinning came sun golden daybeams come to me now
those who know the firebird try to find forever the dreams try to find the way, my way
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caravan, journey in the sky as the sun comes out from the caravan, we know who we are we discover where or when caravan, now we find a love shimmering and soon our love is gone
come me and take my hand memories of the past unfold you i live them once again
from my beating heart, my hand feels warmth and love within and i wonder when the spring will come
do we ever really know for sure will we travel and on? someday will be standing up to live?