How I remember sleepless nights
when we would read by candlelight,
and on the windowpane outside
a new world made of snow;
a million feathers falling down,
a million stars that touch the ground
so many secrets to be found
amid the falling snow.
Maybe I am falling down.
Tell me should I touch the ground?
Maybe I won't make a sound
in the darkness all around.
The silence of a winter's night
brings memories I hold inside;
remembering a blue moonlight
upon the falling snow.
Maybe I am falling down.
Tell me should I touch the ground?
Maybe I won't make a sound
in the darkness all around.
I close my window to the night.
I leave the sky her tears of white.
And all is lit by candlelight
amid the falling snow.
And all is lit by candlelight
amid the falling snow.
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| 2 | Orinoco Flow |
| 3 | May It Be |
| 4 | Aniron |
| 5 | Anywhere Is |
| 6 | China Roses |
| 7 | Book Of Days |
| 8 | Boadicea |
| 9 | Athair Ar Neamh |
| 10 | Anywhere |