Album: Richard of York Gave Battle in Vain
I will pretend I feel your breath
In the air floating
Dragonflies and I hail to you
I will pretend I feel your touch
When the rain falls I squeeze tightly
And when it's gone I'm soaked by you, you
And I feel I could rise
And I feel I could rise
And I feel I could rise to you
To you
I will remain one single fire
When the lights go I will flicker
Burn in the dark left by you, you
I will command your company
Temper my mind, fix my vision
I'll never lose the sight of you, you
And I feel I could rise
And I feel I could rise
And I feel I could rise to you
To you
Rise to you
Rise to you
Don't want a sign, don't want religion
Reach through the sky, feel you there
Don't want my mind to make decisions
Reach through the sky, feel you there (hoo)
And I feel I could rise
And I feel I could rise to you
To you
Rise to you
Oh, rise to you