When I look at the horizon
I see not a line but a question...

Oh behold thy face
That charms thine life...

A majestic grandeur laying on her horizon
Will capture any painter's simplest illusion...

Let the universe separate you and me
Let the black hole take you from thee...

Every day the Horizon patiently waits
For the Sun's loving-gentle embrace...

Let the mountains separate you and me
Let them hinder thy kept whispers to thee...

Every night there's a lady
Looking at the far end galaxy...

She's just a wave traveling back and forth
she lingers there to touch the shore...

She cries
as the tree glows green in the morn...

A gentle dew fell
As I looked through my window pane...

Like feather that came from nowhere
A sweet surprise through the air...

When I look at the horizon
I could no longer see a line or a question...