These things moved me when I turned my back Now I return with open hands I found light that lead me to the shrine where children sang and pilgrims mourned I was lost but not alone From a distance they come alive Sleepwalking across the plains No answers were found here Seeking shelter in her embrace Down on sore knees Erase and begin Under my eyelids, come forth lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
