Impossible worlds, impossible dreams Things don't appear as they seem, even in the night Images seen are not totally clear Hiding within from your fears in the candlelight
Young man, young man, well You better make up your mind Is it left or is it right? Old man, old man, if it's logical in your eyes Is it all within your sight?
In your hourglass you wait To be covered by the sand Why does help arrive loo late to save a dying man?
Young man, young man, in a world that's preconceived Full of choices, black and white Old man, old man, is it easy to be deceived Is it wrong or is it right?
Illusions you can see, but never certain Magic and misery, forever searching
I'm on the outside looking in Can't tell the ceiling from the floor From the shadows I can see And I'm hopin' to find the door
From the shadows I can see And I'm hopin' to find the door In the candlelightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
