No Space Left, Still Rooms to Go

The sound surrounded, mountains covered with snow,
My thoughts wandered, up to the sky, white clouds float,
Hand in hand, thats why we walk,
No space left, still rooms to go.

A new journey, the departing ferries, steam whistles blow,
Your voice traveled, cross the ocean, sweeter than a sweet flute,
Words by words, we stop all to talk,
No space left, still rooms to go.

Flowers every corner, a beautiful garden, who else knows to grow,
Flying together, over the land, nothing like just days ago,
Body against body, nothings left,
No space left, still rooms to go.

Shinning in the dark, bright stars, over everything below,
Fulfilled, travel the time, entire universe is you,
Soul melted in soul, all the reason to live,
No space left, still rooms to go.