Wake me on the softer side of heaven In a land of healty minds Light, carry me high Float me down west of the lazy river Before these heavy stones sink our soaring heads Breathless morning put your head in my hands Night grows stele by the break of the dawn Take me where you're eyes are always blooming The golden leaves, the red pine trees What dreams may come I wonder where we'll wind up when its over Falling like the stars right out of heavens mouth Breatless morning put your head in my hands Night grows stale by the break of the dawn Fever, fever, fever, flood the door Shiny, shiny, shiny, crack of light Outside flushs white Warmer tones than before outline flushes free Free of light, free of me