Who are you? What do you want?
The locked door. The oculus
I have seen a million tries
There is a shortage of you
In pyramids of the sun
Under crescent moons
My true love, our leap of faith
Bring me to you and let go dear
Show me all of your miraculous charms
Let us begin our great romance
Cherry blossom hills by the fountains of youth
Timeless and eternal blossoming tree
Little diamond stars of our future
We belong together so come to me
Youth and destiny collide
We are the wild ones of celestial folk
The San Francisco renaissance
Candlelight and mirrors, innumerable
You are the only one who ignites me
To uncover magic
To believe in freedom
There is no time to waste for the sacred
We are a beginning
Of an endless question
Of eternal longing
In forgotten lifetimes