
When the music calls, I’ll be there
No more sadness, no more cares
Let’s think about livin’
Let’s think about life
Like a comet painted on the sky
Like an old soul, over darkness you’ll fly
"Night of the Comet"
by James Mazzeo c. 1997
When the music calls, I’ll be there
No more sadness, no more cares
Let’s think about livin’
Let’s think about life
Like a comet painted on the sky
Like an old soul, over darkness you’ll fly