Don't give up that dream shinning inside the storm
I want to hold softly your wounded angel wings of your back
I want to hold them
Although the dream born in a corner
of the endless blue sky is small now
I want to believe in your tomorrow-looking eyes
more than in anybody else nearer
Even if the wind blows stronger, cold as ice
the dream that shine in this chest, it won't be
no it won't be put out this way
Don't give up that dream shinning inside the storm
I want to hold softly your wounded angel wings of your back
I want to hold them
Although you hold loneliness every time you get hurt
the tears you shed will become courage
Open the door of the future with your hands
you won't ever be in confusion
I like the dream you talk about, so
even if tomorrow is too far yet
we can pass through any doubt, yes, through any doubt
I am always see you shinning inside the storm
Look, tomorrow is reborn in your your wounded hands
it is shinning now
Don't give up that dream shinning inside the storm
I want to hold softly your wounded angel wings of your back
I want to hold them
Don't give up that dream shinning inside the storm I want to hold them
Don't give up that dream shinning inside the storm
I want to hold softly your wounded angel wings of your back
I want to hold them