Have you heard about the storm That you filmed last time in your dream? It will come in town again Are we here? Like a slave of moonlight miles Can't pretend he needs morning sun When another day is gone We'll come out Breaking the night sky With music of my mind I need a runway Cause tender is the night Breaking the night sky I don't wanna feel the ground And if you call me My dream machine will fly Have you seen these diamond ships? They are touching night city's roofs Are your pockets full of snow? Will we moor? Do you think these wings are mine? Do you want to know how it feels? Will we only watch and wait? Oh, no, please!