Running with the wind trying to catch my wildest dreams. 

Wildest dreams of endless freedom. 

Some dreams are very close others I saw them fall into darkness holding my hand. 

Multiply times I almost fell with them. 

But when you stand on the edge you will always find a way to catch all your other dreams. And you will start running again. Running even faster than you started.

You're now closer to catch them.
And wiser to hold them and know when to let go.

Let the lights sing again.