Lights eternity.

There may be days when words fall short, and in my mind you wonder still

I'll take a walk beside the pond, and up the grass, Green Hill

there I'll listen to the silence, there I'll capture
The sweetest sound

The flowing of the butterfly wings,  the crickets In the ground,

I'll raise my face up to the sun, upon my lips
Warm kisses
shall be,

For in my heart you travel

In lights eternity.