Suffering In The Golden Cross Upon Which The Rose Of The Soul Unfoldeath
You Hear A Voice Whispering To You, The Sweet Breath Fans Across Your Faith
Like A Cool Evening Breeze... Come To Me... Come To Me...
Like A Cool Evening Breeze... Come To Me... Come To Me...
Centuries Pass From One To Another Like Sands Through The Glass I Stand Amidst The Twilight Air
Centuries Pass From One To Another Like Sands Through The Glass I Stand Amidst The Twilight Air
Suffering In The Golden Cross Upon Which The Rose Of The Soul Unfoldeath
You Hear A Voice Whispering To You, The Sweet Breath Fans Across Your Faith
Centuries Pass From One To Another Like Sands Through The Glass I Stand Amidst The Twilight Air
Centuries Pass From One To Another Like Sands Through The Glass I Stand Amidst The Twilight Air
I Can Feel You I Can See You Take My Hand... Show Me The Way To The Promised Land
I Can Feel You I Can See You Take My Hand... Show Me The Way To The Promised Land
Centuries Pass From One To Another Like Sands Through The Glass I Stand Amidst The Twilight AirTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
