Žodžiai dainai: Sky Sailing. An Airplane Carried Me To Bed. Blue And Red.

Oh, satellite above, where are you?
So many things I have to tell you of, please come back soon
I went through an open door or a hole in the floor
You vanished and I can't see you anymore

Dreams never die when we sleep
Beneath the open sky in the deep
Shades over head of blue and red
Is this the end? Will you come back again?

I searched beyond the clouds, are you there?
And I walked sadly onward to the crowds, I'm going somewhere
I saw beyond the pier to right where you were
But I beheld a sight so pure

Dreams never die when we sleep
Beneath the open sky in the deep
Shades over head of blue and red
Is this the end? Will you come back again?