8 acessos
Sitting...current dragging...wind mills
I'd like to be the vital no.1...everywhere for everyone
Standing...hearing voices which come to me
Gust of wind knocks me down, i lie in the dust
Tears, rivers, the small kingdom
I fall asleep... strangeness surrounds me
Dragged away... losing my soul
Flying i see landscape surreal
I feel like a child, careless in the world
Then i am caught in the whirlpool
I feel like a child, careless in the world
I'm heaven that gave you promise find my way maybe somewhere in between
I wearily try not to hurt them find my way maybe somewhere in between