Tarja Turunen

Blue skies, rivers of gold
Bring to my heart
The stories of old
I remember the way to begin
Led by all my grace
And a brave hand of peace
The air will lift us
Our hearts a gift as
We feel the release
The breaking of dawn
I see the wind and the breeze
Will carry us home
Joining us all in unified love
The sweetness of peace
More precious than gold
The tender compassion
That gives elation as we behold
Break of dawn is coming