you're there i hear
in greed or fear
gazing from your balcony
i wonder when
we'll meet again
and if the dream can ever be

the cloudy night
's another fight
we may not ever get to win
until the storm
becomes the norm
-al nightly thing we're dreaming in

the waves will wash
and slip and crash
the rain will mask the greed and fear
the clouds might break
unless we make
a move from nowhere near to hear

make everything
the thing we'll win
make all the dreams reality
be why the night
is full of light
forever after you and me