Through the ashes of the soon re-born phoenix,
i'm standing out here looking at the sky,
where everything seems so far, unreachable,
but, always wanting to sleep in a star.

Looking through the gates of heaven,
not sealed, i'm curious, Why is it open?
It is not waiting for me,
it is waiting for a chance.

Let me dance, in the rain,
walk through the fire,
let my life, dream,
with the words and desires..