It’s always the most important things
That I misunderstand
Everyone hides something behind their smiles
Yet another secret no one knows about
Connected the beginning and the end of a story
Far away, just the sound of skylarks calling out to each other
Beyond the clouds, leaving beautiful shadows in the meadow
Say, you were always in the light, weren’t you
I’m going off to find the shape of love
Letting their wings rest is something
Skylarks never do
They choose the most earnest wind and fly sky high
They’re almost flying up to the sun
So the children said as they pointed a light leading the way into the sky
Nostalgic and childlike. Let’s rid ourselves of such sadness as we leave
Letting our hearts glide on wings that rise straight up
I tell you, in truth, solitude is always lonely
There’s always more than one important thing
Far away, just the sound of skylarks calling out to each other
Beyond the clouds, leaving beautiful shadows in the meadow
Say, you were always in the light, weren’t you
There’s a place I want to reach
I’m going off to find the shape of love