
Moving into the sun.
Within every step.
I see you there.
The light of a candle.
The taste of rain.
A long river running.
Along with my memories.
A fellowship of three.
Enough to see
through all this gloom.

Moving into the sun.
Within every step.
I see you there.
The light of a candle.
The taste of rain.
A long river running.
Along with my memories.
A fellowship of three.
Enough to see
through all this gloom.