Goodness of wind

I woke up to the chimes of golden bell
From the hill where I used to dream of white roses
I want to make a wish with closed eyes
But I get paranoid when the echos reflect my every thought back
Is this the feeling of harmony within?
Or is it the cry of my saddened soul?
I am overwhelmed but want this feeling to last don't know why

Now I'm lost in the memory land
But I don't doubt to live my dream again
The only fear which makes me numb is
Of falling down of the back of the music wave
Where I have not opened my eyes yet
I am lost in the memory land
I wish I could make you feel of the same goodness
When the wind kisses my face and I remember you again