Flowers in arid winds Stones in quiet sleep Sadness will leave her now I see flowers running through her head Shining blue turning fire red She dreams in colors And the night blows her nightmares away She won't go gentle into the night Youth could meet me halfway So I can sleep through thunder with doors wide open She's by the fire, and it all just disappears Silence tells the story of the new found world She dreams in colors And the night blows her nightmares away And gently lets in the day