Lyrics: Jay Chattaway
Music: Jay Chattaway
Drifting upon a gentle breeze，
warpped inside the arms of time.
A thousand voices comfort me
in the swell of the rising sun.
Like a whisper they fade into the night.
Seasons come and seasons go.
But lingering still within my heart,
is the warmth of an inner light.
A lifetime of dreams for you to tend,
how we lived and how we died.
Awakening to this life again
in the swell of the rising sun.
Like a whisper we fade into the night.
Seasons come and seasons go.
But lingering still within my heart,
is the warmth of an inner light.
Is the warmth of that inner light.