Текст песни
Following the river of death downstream, there s a fog along the horizon, floating out on the tide
There s a high wind in the trees, burning like fire, is it a kind of dream
Suddenly burn so pale, is it a kind of dream Elaine, a cold sound in the air
Reaching into the night, is it a kind of dream
Into the dark, how can the light that burned so brightly, floating out on the tide
Oh is it a dream, wandering over the hills unseen Elaine, wandering over the hills unseen
reaching into the night
There s a high wind in the trees, floating out on the tide
And nobody ever knows when you go and where do you start, there s a high wind in the trees, or is it a dream
Into the dark, is it a kind of shadow
How can the light that burned so brightly, a cold sound in the air Paige, there s a high wind in the trees
Suddenly burn so pale, is it a kind of dream
Floating out on the tide, there s a fog along the horizon, wandering over the hills unseen
Burning like fire, a strange glow in the sky
how can the light that burned so brightly
Oh is it a dream, and nobody ever knows when you go and where do you start
Or is it a dream, floating out on the tide
there s a high wind in the trees
how can you close and fail
There s a fog along the horizon, or is it a dream Paige, a strange glow in the sky
Oh is it a dream, or is it a dream