Текст: Cranes. Other. Heaven Or Bliss.

I dream of times
When days are fine
And seas are tall
And love is all
Solutions blind
Here in my mind
When seasons fall
True love will call

Could be in heaven or bliss
Could be I'm searching for this
Oh god it's such a strain
I've got a fear I can't explain
My fears stretch up to the sky
But I won't fall
Just need some time
I'm hoping still
I'm sure I'll find

And I could just not ** find me
All my troubles far behind
Someone for me
Be near me hold
To love and keep me
From the cold
And hold until it . . .