Texty: Sarah Brightman. Harem. Until The End Of Time.

Around the world in eighty days we sailed the seven seas
A thousand nights and one and forty more in fantasy
The prophecy in destiny was falling, falling, falling
And calling out to me

And will we find our destination
Within a time of resignation?
A night of poetry in motion at sixty nine
Until the end of time

If I were God and ruled the world I'd spin a wheel of dreams
Of waking as in paradise and shadows in between
The prophecy in destiny was falling, falling, falling
And calling out to me

And will we find our destination
Within a time of resignation?
A night of poetry in motion at sixty nine
Until the end of time

Was there a moment in the madness
And then a momentary sadness?
A night of poetry in motion at sixty nine
Until the end of time

Until the end of time