[female
vocals] (
Gentle
sitar
melody
fading
in,
supported
by
rhythmic
tabla
beats)
You
sit
beside
the
window
while
I
chase
the
morning
light,
You
never
ask
for
shadows
or
to
dim
my
inner
sight.
Some
hearts
are
made
of
anchors,
pulling
tethered
at
the
soul,
But
you
are
like
the
open
sky,
you
make
my
spirit
whole.
You
see
the
map
I
carry,
drawn
in
ink
of
restless
dreams,
And
never
block
the
passage,
never
break
the
flow
of
streams.
Oh,
my
love,
the
wind
beneath
the
ambition
that
I
hold,
You
give
me
all
the
freedom
that
a
story
could
unfold.
You
never
placed
a
hurdle,
never
asked
me
to
remain,
You
celebrate
the
journey,
through
the
sunshine
and
the
rain.
My
guiding
star,
my
silent
strength,
in
everything
I
do,
I
owe
the
height
I’
ve
reached
to
the
space
provided
by
you.
I
wander
through
the
markets
of
a
life
that
moves
so
fast,
You
guard
the
doors
of
peace
so
that
the
harmony
will
last.
When
duty
calls
my
name
and
takes
me
far
across
the
land,
You’
re
the
stillness
at
the
center,
you’
re
the
comfort
in
your
hand.
You
never
lock
the
garden,
you
don't
ask
me
for
the
key,
You
trust
me
with
the
distance,
and
you
give
it
all
to
me.
Oh,
my
love,
the
wind
beneath
the
ambition
that
I
hold,
You
give
me
all
the
freedom
that
a
story
could
unfold.
You
never
placed
a
hurdle,
never
asked
me
to
remain,
You
celebrate
the
journey,
through
the
sunshine
and
the
rain.
My
guiding
star,
my
silent
strength,
in
everything
I
do,
I
owe
the
height
I’
ve
reached
to
the
space
provided
by
you.
It
takes
a
special
courage
just
to
let
a
lover
fly,
To
watch
them
chase
a
mountain
while
you
wave
a
soft
goodbye.
You
aren't
the
cage
that
closes,
you’
re
the
spirit
that
set
free,
And
that
is
why
I’
m
coming
back
to
where
you
wait
for
me.
So
here’
s
a
song
for
all
the
nights
you
waited
on
your
own,
For
all
the
times
you
built
the
base
while
I
was
chasing
stone.
You
never
were
a
burden,
you
were
fuel
upon
the
fire,
Helping
me
to
reach
the
peak
and
climbing
ever
higher.
My
life
is
better
painted
with
the
colors
of
your
grace,
I
find
my
true
reflection
in
the
beauty
of
your
face.
Oh,
my
love,
the
wind
beneath
the
ambition
that
I
hold,
You
give
me
all
the
freedom
that
a
story
could
unfold.
You
never
placed
a
hurdle,
never
asked
me
to
remain,
You
celebrate
the
journey,
through
the
sunshine
and
the
rain.
My
guiding
star,
my
silent
strength,
in
everything
I
do,
I
owe
the
height
I’
ve
reached
to
the
space
provided
by
you.
You
gave
me
wings
to
fly,
You
cleared
the
path
for
me,
My
love,
my
life,
my
freedom,
You
are
the
heart
of
me. (
Tabla
fade
out
with
lingering
sitar
notes)