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Time Floats On - Trans-Siberian Orchestra
What child this night whose dreams take flight
What child somewhere sleeps unaware
What life that yet has no regrets
What child who knows what dreams I've closed
Time floats on
As I write these letters that you'll never see
Still each one's gone
Placed in a bottle so tides they might follow
And somehow find their way to thee
What child this night whose
Wings take flight on evening winds
What dreams begin
Each day begets it's own regrets
Do I dare wait or joust with fate
Time floats on
As I write these letters that you'll never see
Still each one's gone
Placed in a bottle so the tides they might follow
And somehow find their way to thee
What child this night whose dreams take flight
