If this was the last Sound I'd ever hear If these were the words Before I disappear I'd call on you tonight And your garden made of stars To teach me how to smile And how to read the cards That gather at my feet That gather in my mind Soon it will be morning Soon it will be day If these were the last Tears I'd ever taste So warm and forgiving Nestled in your lace I'd call the world to war And slide beneath the flames That crawled across the mountains That took the tighter reigns But all I'm asking for Is to feel the breath you're breathing Soon it will be morning Soon it will be day If this was the last Sound I'd ever hear If these were the words Before I'd disappear I'd call on you tonight And your garden made of stars And I could be the kite In the stormy skies of Mars I'd dance like one possessed By the alchemy of life And soon it will be morning Soon it will be day Soon it will be morning Soon it will be day