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 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 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 softly your wounded angel wings of your back I want to hold them