Gone

Alongside of mountains
Sun tears apart the sky
Clouds beaming up
This world worships The Sun

So young day is
It has much to offer
So old world was
Many lost faith in it

Yet i fight for the last tree
Still i walked through field of roses
Saw the fire burning them all
Able to save one for you

You were gone already
Maybe you were never there
Maybe you were a dream i saw
Maybe you were an angel in my mind