Текст песни Stephen Gately - Bright Eyes

s it a kind of dreaming
Floating out on the tide
Folowing the river of death downstream
Or is it a dream?
There«s a fog along the horizon
A strange glow in the sky
And nobody seems to know where you go
and what does it mean?
Oh, oh, is it a dream?

Bright eyes, burning like fire
Bright eyes, how can they close and fail
How can the light that burned so brightley
Suddenly burne so pale?
Bright eyes

Is it a kind of shadow
Reaching into the night
Wandering over the hills unseen
Or is it a dream?
There«s a high wind in the trees
A cold sound in the air
And nobody seems to knoe when you go
And where do you start
Oh, oh, into the dark?

Bright eyes, burning like fire
Bright eyes, how can they close and fail
How can the light that burned so brightley
Suddenly burne so pale?
Bright eyes (repeat)