I awoke this morning love laid me down by a river. Drifting I turned on upstream Bound for my forgiver. In the giving of my eyes to see your face. Sound did silence me leaving no trace. I beg to leave, to hear your wonderous stories. Beg to hear your wonderous stories. He spoke of lands not far or lands they were in his mind. Of fusion captured high where reason captured his time. In no time at all he took me to the gate. In haste I quickly checked the time. if I was late I had to leave to hear your wonderous stories. Had to hear your wonderous stories. Hearing Hearing Hearing your wonderous stories. Hearing your wonderous stories. It is no lie I can see deeply into the future. Imagine everything You're close and were you there to stand so cautiously at first and then so high. As he spoke my spirit climbed into the sky. I bid it to return to hear your wonderous stories. Return to hear your wonderous stories. Hearing, Hearing, Hearing, Hearing, Hearing,