The Nowarist
December sunrise
I start aimlessly
And throw the compass away
The sun shines on my way
December rain down
I get under cover
and close eyes sleeplessly
there is comfort in the sound
December sunset
I start aimlessly
and throw the old map away
The stars light my way up
It reminds me of your eyes
Nowarist
I believe it won't be very long
The sun shines on your way
Nowarist
I believe it won't be very long
the stars light our way up
Nowarist
I believe