Jon & VangelisJourney To Ixtlan

She sends special signals to me. Not the kind you soon forget so. Even these words that change My mind and my direction Some days, speaking out a warning: Look straight, be strong. She says, helping me in seeing, My waking, my dreaming. Life. Oooohhh... Makes me, sometimes like the thunder: Hear me now. Some days, falling like the rain, Slowly healing me, Helping me, seeing me, seeing. Some day, I'll remember why A touched, made me touch the sky. We will live always for each other, Some day, some day soon. We're on the journey to Ixtlan. We're on the journey to Ixtlan © 2018