Lyrics

Everybody’s looking for my eyes on the radio

See the tide rise as the moon starts to flow

I have always known that the telepathy starts to grow

Do you see me whisper all the sights that you’ve never known?

Everybody's looking for my eyes on the radio

See the golden dawn as the canvas of night unfolds

The lake in the mirror of a sign in a Mughal fort

Glows as the moonlit mystic maiden, she sings alone

Everybody's looking for my eyes on the radio

See the golden dawn as the canvas of light unfolds

The moon was a ship of conversations

Emerald green and silken wondrous flow

And we sail on the river

And we sail

And we sail on the river of bliss…