The words made flesh And I could touch their skin A landscape of desperation No great army, no soldier of fortune Could get me through that day The action was so revealing That the feeling will never go away
Hold onto me I'll give you my pulse I find the need so appealing Untie the knots in my soul Until I feel the secret unveiling I reach up for any face I was never good at concealing
But I have the nerve I've pushed before If only to bury the fear You wear a coat of armour I'll take the chance And break through that shieldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
