Follow the ghost of a dream Make port at the edge of the sea The heart weighs like stone on a journey alone I'll sink it and then take my leave
Thousands of places to see A few special faces to leave Take what you need, there is nothing to see But a dreamer who travels alone
Still I yearn for the warmth of an angel Though heartless, I still feel the cold I could dance in the arms of an angel When the weariness takes its toll
Bound by the ghost of a dream And haunted by specters of grief Distant, the glow of the promises old The cure for mortality
Still I yearn for the warmth of an angel Though heartless, I still feel the cold I would sleep in the arms of an angel When the weariness takes its toll
Follow the ghost of a dream Before the weariness takes its tollTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
