8 acessos
Go ahead with your dreaming
For what its worth
Or youll be stricken bound
Kicking up dirt
For when its dark
You never know what the night it may bring
Go ahead with your scheming
And shop at home
Youll find treasure
While cooking up bones
But the knife is sharp
Youd better watch that you dont cut your hands
And they covered up the sun
Until the birds had flown away
And the fishes in the sea
Had gone to sleep
Holy moses our hearts are screaming
Souls are lifting only dreaming
Well be waiting some are praying
For a time when no ones cheating
The sunlight rising over the horizon
Just a distant memory the dawn chorus
Birds singing bells ringing
In our hearts in our minds...