Poets' Corner

A golden sky at that day

Face to face we‚ll find the way

To the boy who dreams for you

And I know it‚s something true



Through mirrors he looks into your mind

We have to find a man who‚s blind

Only he can take his hand 

And you won‚t need me to stand



ŒCause you‚ll be there where I can‚t be

A place my young heart don‚t want to see