Lyrics:

Sailing thunder, misty morning
Speaking, telling, singing strange story
Listen to my messenger

Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of another world
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of another world
Dreaming, freezing, (such festive) turning upside down the world
Freezing, drawing (like a jester) dream as the story turns
(Anyday, anyway, I might come to you. You know I love you, so you love me too.)

Every every star now looks us anyone and more. Any any stories as told raindrops on the floor. Someone knows all better than you. Don't go through the door