Lyrics

The rain streaks down the glass like tears,
Each drop dissolving time and years.
A blurred horizon, faint and gray,
The world is near, but drifts away.

I’m lost within this fragile trance,
A fleeting thought, a second chance.
Through shadows cast and skies unseen,
I’m caught between the real and dream.

Daydream, carry me high,
Above the clouds, where echoes lie.
In quiet realms where hearts can mend,
A waking dream that will never end.

The road unfolds, but I don’t move,
A restless soul with nothing to prove.
The whispered winds, they softly sing,
A lullaby of wandering.

Through painted skies, my heart takes flight,
A fragile glow in endless night.
Each fleeting moment slips away,
A distant call I can’t obey.

Daydream, carry me high,
Above the clouds, where echoes lie.
In quiet realms where hearts can mend,
A waking dream that will never end.

The silence holds what words betray,
A fleeting glimpse of light’s decay.
The rain, a hymn, the sky, a shrine,
Where every thought is wholly mine.

Daydream, carry me high,
Above the clouds, where echoes lie.
In quiet realms where hearts can mend,
A waking dream that will never end.

The rain subsides, the world stands still,
Yet in my heart, the dream is real.
Through fading light, I softly glide,
Forever lost where dreams reside.