Daylight comes to those who live
But those who die they never see
The sun come shining throught their window pane
They pass away.
Silly girl to be a fool
You didn't play the golden rule
'Cos once you're through with one world
There's another waiting there
Help me such a lonely soul
In dreams to leave behind the world.
Mr. Kindom help me please
To find the rainbows end
Looking from this empty room
The corridors of endless gloom
To meet the dawn that's on its way.
Oh to sleep, per-chance to dream.
To live again those joyous scenes.
The laughter and the follies
That are locked inside my head.
I can dream of flying high
Above the city's cares and never be
afraid of anyone
'Cos there ain't no one there
(Tem uns detalhes que não coloquei aí, mas é bem simples de fazer, é só brincar com as cordas,