In between the soft cloud,
a white broken wing dove flies low
to reach a harmony..
to mend his broken heart..
to dream his broken wish..
that flew away ..
beyond the sea.

Beyond the wide sea,
he lost his vision..
he lost his symphony..
he lost his heart-throb..
he lost his fondness..

In between the soft cloud,
a white broken wing dove flies low
to find a sparkling tenderness
to sling a novel hope..
that lost its way..
beyond the sea.

~Originated wrote for Nu, a friend of mine. Tomorrow will be a better day Nu, I promise~