The wind has settled in the north
The lightning strikes without remorse
All skies are grey and i feel cold
Would you lend me a hand to hold ?

Would you save me with loving care ?
When i lay my ambitions bare ?
I am convinced that you rescue me
From infernal hell you set me free

Tonight the stars are coming soon
I turn my eyes up to the moon
I see you through rose-coloured skies
Your silhouette sparkles and shines
Rose-coloured skies

A glowing fire
A blaze of fame
Flags of glory
God’s domain
Rose-coloured skies

Tonight the stars are coming soon
I turn my eyes up to the moon
I see you through rose-coloured skies
Your silhouette sparkles and shines
Rose-coloured skies
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by Dickinson