Sailing thunder, misty morning Speaking, telling, singing strange story Listen to my messenger Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of another world Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of another world Dreaming, freezing, (such festive) turning upside down the world Freezing, drawing (like a jester) dream as the story turns Anyday, anyway, I might come to you You know I love you, so you love me too Every every star now looks us anyone and more Any any stories as told raindrops on the floor Someone knows all better than you. Don't go through the door