The sail in the wind makes me shiver,
it makes me hunger to deliver,
all the words I write to you...
I chased the morninglight knowing that I do,
I faced the morninglight hoping it is true,
I praised the morninglight pretending it was you...
The harder winter makes me shiver,
it makes me hunger to deliver,
all the things I write to you...
Because all the space we have to fill,
and all the ghosts we have to kill,
are not the ones to break our will...
So they're comming out today,
So come with me and make them go away,
the ghosts will be gone,
and we'll forever stay...