It's past midnight now, but the warm glow isn't gone.
It is the kind of light that keeps emitting after sun.
Through many lives and journeys, you were the one and only that would say
that there is still believing, as long as I am seeing the hope of new day.
Shine down, shine down from the universal halo on me.
From the birthplace, from time itself, shine on me, shine on me.
Smile down, smile down from the harmony gates on me.
From the light source, from home with no walls, smile on me, smile on me.
I see the twilight sky, as it reflects the past.
I feel the fragile air, as future takes first breaths.
If end is the beginning, please tell me why I'm feeling this old blues?
You know there is no winning without someone giving... this time, I lose.