Inside my ancient dreams Your lips are the rolling sea Your arms forever cradle me Soft pillow cloud of mine I soak your fortune in All light and rain you once have been I beg the sky... I beg the moon May I become your wings May I become your wings My feathered carriage waits For me in your longing wake Deliver me from my heart's ache And when my silver moon Shall turn to a softer blue Perhaps I will have rescued you I beg the sky... I beg the moon May I become your wings May I become your wings I beg the sky I beg the moon May I become your wings May I become your wings