| 作曲 : Black, Hudson, May Blitz ... | |
| Color blue from fire flames that burns within | |
| Above somewhere, where no one knows and no one yet has been | |
| There waits, but for what it waits, a vision strange and clear | |
| An unknown space, complete around of shapes that are to be | |
| Smoothness do I feel, purple dreams of velvet glows | |
| Tomorrow may come | |
| Beyond the edge that one can see colors do appear | |
| flashing blues, from a far off source, ultraviolet waves | |
| Alone up here but not alone flying in it all | |
| A cosmic dream, of truthful tales within a distant glow | |
| Silken white and satin water, flowing through these eyes | |
| Tomorrow may come | |
| Tomorrow, tomorrow that may come | |
| Tomorrow, that may come | |
| Tomorrow that may, that may come |
| zuo qu : Black, Hudson, May Blitz ... | |
| Color blue from fire flames that burns within | |
| Above somewhere, where no one knows and no one yet has been | |
| There waits, but for what it waits, a vision strange and clear | |
| An unknown space, complete around of shapes that are to be | |
| Smoothness do I feel, purple dreams of velvet glows | |
| Tomorrow may come | |
| Beyond the edge that one can see colors do appear | |
| flashing blues, from a far off source, ultraviolet waves | |
| Alone up here but not alone flying in it all | |
| A cosmic dream, of truthful tales within a distant glow | |
| Silken white and satin water, flowing through these eyes | |
| Tomorrow may come | |
| Tomorrow, tomorrow that may come | |
| Tomorrow, that may come | |
| Tomorrow that may, that may come |
| zuò qǔ : Black, Hudson, May Blitz ... | |
| Color blue from fire flames that burns within | |
| Above somewhere, where no one knows and no one yet has been | |
| There waits, but for what it waits, a vision strange and clear | |
| An unknown space, complete around of shapes that are to be | |
| Smoothness do I feel, purple dreams of velvet glows | |
| Tomorrow may come | |
| Beyond the edge that one can see colors do appear | |
| flashing blues, from a far off source, ultraviolet waves | |
| Alone up here but not alone flying in it all | |
| A cosmic dream, of truthful tales within a distant glow | |
| Silken white and satin water, flowing through these eyes | |
| Tomorrow may come | |
| Tomorrow, tomorrow that may come | |
| Tomorrow, that may come | |
| Tomorrow that may, that may come |