And here we have some sheep frolicking under the moon light - one of the sheep is not like the other and oops did that lamb just eat the doughnut ?
I do not feel the rain flowing from my eyes like the oceans wide
willow woods sing your name, they are your accomplice kindling the flame
I do not fear the shadows, singing in the night telling of tomorrow
pocket of dreams shiny bright, it is you I’ll follow in this darkest night