The wind has settled in the north The lightning strikes without remorse All skies are grey and i feel cold Would you lend me a hand to hold? Would you save me with loving care? When i lay my ambitions bare? I am convinced that you rescue me From infernal hell you set me free Tonight the stars are coming soon I turn my eyes up to the moon I see you through rose-coloured skies Your silhouette sparkles and shines Rose-coloured skies A glowing fire A blaze of fame Flags of glory God's domain Rose-coloured skies Tonight the stars are coming soon I turn my eyes up to the moon I see you through rose-coloured skies Your silhouette sparkles and shines Rose-coloured skies _______________________________________ By Dickinson