| As a child, he used to let the light shine for a while | 
| Before the sandman came to sprinkle his eyes | 
| By the window, he felt the wind carry his fears away | 
| Far beyond from what he had ever prayed | 
| The sorrow’s gone, his demons could wait | 
| Cause the heaven he found, belonged to his own faith | 
| No matter how far from the dreams that he had | 
| He knew that everyday could be one to be glad | 
| And by the moonlight, he thought about his life | 
| What it would be ten years from where he was | 
| Carry on wise man, don’t worry you will find | 
| And he believed himself after all | 
| We’re not alone for the the ride | 
| As a man, he shuts the light down as fast as he can | 
| Even the starlight cannot sooth his great pain | 
| By the window, nothing but the phantoms of his past | 
| Haunting the design that he’s trying to reach | 
| Why is it gone? | 
| Innocence and faith | 
| In a life that goes on, every day without any aim | 
| Will we ever have the strength, to find back what it takes? | 
| To let the sandman come again | 
| And feel the wind embracing our skins | 
| Every day taking time to relieve from our sins | 
| Listening carefully to the signs that | 
| Show us where to go | 
| Unconsciously, time feeds from our dreams | 
| Until all that remains in an empty gleam | 
| And consciously, we let our childhood disappear | 
| The child inside us grows | 
| We stand in line and and are the next one to follow | 
| Can your just remember, the last time you laughed | 
| Until you lose your breath, instead of faking smile | 
| Can’t you just try to sleep, without falling so deep? | 
| And be glad to wake up, when the morning has come | 
| Open your eyes on a world, where everything is possible | 
| And let your light shine for a while | 
| And let your light shine for a while |