
White skies called
I went home
Fishes in the bowl
Starters for the whole
What was in heaven stored
I wasn’t even told
How could i ever know
All the ways on the go
My ways on the go
Only gone with the wind
Of white skies
At white days
We can’t sleep again
We’ll scream again
To white skies
With white hearts
That loved the world
That is hurt
White nights told
Us to be home
Fortuned to be more
Focused on a doll
The core of our selves
The threads behind the door
Our eyes that never met
Our hearts that always vent
For wishes, for dreams
We didn’t get yet
We woke up at white days
Everyone went to other cities
Everyone loved, was loved, prayed
We wanted to stay
Where thou art is my heart ?
White nights all we craved