歌詞

The afternoon drifts, a painter's delight

Soft strokes of sunlight, golden and bright

The air is a whisper, a melody's trace

The world feels suspended, in this quiet embrace

The ground fades below, it’s no longer near

A step through the heavens, where skies are clear

Each cloud is a cushion, each breeze is a sigh

I'm walking on whispers where earth meets the sky

Above the clouds, the world grows so small

The weight disappears, I feel nothing at all

A waltz with eternity, soft and so light

An afternoon dream in the pale, fading light

No need for direction, no map in my hand

Each step is a rhythm, unplanned and unplanned

Suspended in stillness, this place I call mine

Where moments turn timeless, and minutes resign

Oh, the voices below, they soften, they fade

Caught up in the lull of the path that I’ve made

A dreamer’s utopia, a silken display

Where the heart learns to wander and feet drift away

Above the clouds, the world grows so small

The weight disappears, I feel nothing at all

A waltz with eternity, soft and so light

An afternoon dream in the pale, fading light