On the edge of the cliff I looked down on trembling water On the edge of the night I looked into your waving eyes
and the sound of the water drop Echo deep in this well of mind The ripple spread on the surface of the once traquil water
I saw you swimming in the sea that night Danced by the fire that you made that night While the wind careseed my soul that night I fell from the cliff into your arms that night
Should I dive? Should I cry? Should I try? To Where The Birds Fly
On the edge of the cliff I looked down on trembling water On the edge of the night I looked into your waving eyes
and the sound of the water drop Echo deep in this well of mind The ripple spread on the surface of the once traquil water
I saw you swimming in the sea that night Danced by the fire that you made that night While the wind careseed my soul that night I fell from the cliff into your arms that night
Should I dive? Should I cry? Should I try? To Where The Birds Fly
