Omega - Morning light (Hajnali óceán)
Out again in the rain, the midnight wind cuts you to the bone,
Crazy eyes, empty smiles, the crowd is worse than being all alone,
Pictures of that short good-bye come preying on your mind,
You feel so down, down enough to dive,
So take this friendly hand,
And you will make a stand, you’ll survive.
Rise and walk in the morning light,
Sing with the sun so bright,
And cast away your sorrows.
Feel the warm wind dry your eyes,