As wind goes to where sky is

And the shadows leaves a trodden path

I stood where the time freeze

And seek what's left of the wrath

As the night goes to where the horizon is

And the breeze leaves a dry land

I searched where fate tangled strings

And reach for what's left to fend

As you go to the ocean of possibilities

And the footsteps left an odd longing

I tried to heal my broken wings

And grab what's left of my feeling