Moonlit Voice
Linnea walks in half light
And sees islands of black everywhere
But the river of sunrays flowing down
Blinds her eyes with fear
Linnea leaves no trail
She treads so lightly on the ground
On a path that follows the blowing wind
To where ever the wind is bound
Linnea is calling out
To find voices to sing with her own
But her cry is lost in nowhere land
And leaves a lonely sound
Linnea feels she is missing
Something and someone and some fair place
Her eyes are telling of coloured dreams
And the light doesn't reach her face
The river of light
Sleeps in your song
It will burn so wild and strong
When you end your search for golden suns
Your eyes have a light of their own