Early life on my skin

Early life on my skin even though it screams more 
the average age of storms hitting the ship's bulwarks over. 
So longing is a lonely woman's lap. 
I miss the heavenly treasure to discover. 
Standing next to a ringing anthems of heaven covers 
comforting songs of the space, as well as people. 
Tonight mixed choir of angels in my dream 
I wake, I feel great resource to feel 
longing and regret. 
I miss my friends at my side strong. 
Give life a new opportunity that will carry 
far away from us tomorrow. Now I see the brightly 
heart, all the way up to me boomerang 
will return again. Moment by my side to all 
remove the darkness, for I have the power of miraculous. 
Friendship, loneliness, and side by side they 
rise to rebel against the middle of the winter with a cold.