I May Not Awaken
When the warmth of the day becomes the nightwho could sleep beneath a strange moonlight?No guiding star.So far from home.
Walked the way of promise to find but snow.Throughout, the voice of the winds brings nothing morethan low echoes,so far from home.
Even from a childa wish is not enough.For me,for methe sky may fall,and even from a childa dream is not enough,could be,could bethe sky may fall,could be,could bethe night ends all.
No rains could weep as I have weptto know a simple dream will not be kept.I am a childso far from home.
One by one the sky falls(as with the night, sleep ends all.)I may not awaken.