Someone holds me safe and warm. Horses prance through a silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully Across my memory... Far away, long ago, Glowing dim as an ember, Things my heart Used to know, Things i

  _il mio modo vigliacco di restare aspettando quello che non c'è_dreaming wonderland...do you remember?And everything under the sun is in tune But the sun is eclipsed by the moon