The soft refugee of sleep in which I seek shelter When life shines too brightly and rears it's mommoth head It scapes me this night of all Weary and wretched I could need the rest There are creatures waiting there Creatures like you that possess my mind
But tonight you will dance alone And your sweet songs will be all for naught The door is bolted beyond belief with worries and fears The soul stands an all to eager guard For thou art but distant dreams And words that remain like traces of ancient memory
My blood thunders and rushes Storming its boundaries Wanting to break free It becomes all that matters... The key to break all locks One could sleep forever
Your hand is not for me to touch Still my yearning desire could pull ships agroundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
