I felt asleep, with the raising moon Found myself born anew
All my grief and all my pain Turns into glee (in another dream) Low whispering voices say Everything is a dream
So sheltering dreams keep me alive I try to leave, I try to hide Can't they hear my silent cry I cannot breathe in their light
But a low voice whispers to me Nothing's as it seems to beTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.