When we lose the touch of our hands
I'll be in the afternoon with no one else
By myself, I want to silently search for my next words

So, the train will pass through her town today
It will come, bringing along an unknown scenery
Being cast in these colors, what color do I appear to be?

Being invited to a spacious place apart
Reaching this cradle... vivid colors

The entrance that's still closed,
is waiting for the passing of the wind
Being cast in these colors, what color do I appear to be?

How long must we be apart before I can forget you?
While listening to the voice of the wind
Soon I'll step off, below the rays of sun
I only want to gently, gently close my eyes

But my eyes are taken by the other side of the vividly colored window
The traces have finished piling up

How long must we be apart before I can forget you?
Even if I try to feel, it's futile
Soon I'll step off, below the rays of sun
I'll gently, gently close my eyes
in to vivid colors


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						     Thanks to Sondra