The rain slowly falls from the sky,
Dousing everything with its clear drops...

Winter snow so damp and cold
Fire flames burn so bright...

Im dreaming of a world
That wont come true...

I wish I could tell him,
That he makes me smile...

So many lies have been told,
And so many tears have been shed...

How do I tell him,
That he is the one I like...

The spirit of the Native Soul,
The loud sound of the howling wind...

It was early in the morning,
When the thunder rumbled...

Still have your picture in a frame
I hear your footsteps down the hall...

One evening night,
Very long ago...

It was very long ago,
Since i last saw you...

Many nights ago,
On one dark evening...