Written By: Antoine Sicotte / Anastasia Friedman If I could be the image of imagination I wouldn't be here standing in the rain If I could see all the colours of the rainbow As they're fading Then today wouldn't be so grey Angel came to my bed He wiped my tears Don't be afraid When I look up into infinity I believe that you are watching me Shine like the stars I believe that you are travelling infinity
Looking down on me I promised life Give me the strength to complete what time had tainted The girl you left behind Still remembers the softness in his voice Seven years you were gone Afraid to call out your fatherly name I left so many things unsaid I wished you'd awake I prayed for time I promised life Give me the strength and I'll do all right Still I miss you