I was just walking by and the cold wind kissed my cheeks
To me it said rethink and rebuild the dreams of yore
Was i dreaming again? It never stops weaving a chain of hopes
Listen to your heart, follow the path said the soft wind in a whisper
I heard distant whispers; Follow the light before the shadow devours it
Keep the fire burning when darkness creeps through the doors of dreams
Let the warmth of the fire conquer a cold sensation
Let the light pass through the door
And i saw the way i was seeking for
I saw the white rays through it, the sun i saw in the past
Should i call you the finder or a dreamer nigh me, inside me?
The wind replied in whisper; "you found the finder to show us the path"
Harsh morning broke the hush in the room;brought my senses to sense
And my tired mind cursed the cold morning air
My tired mind is filled with questions
Set me free Sugar!
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