Cycle Of Our Souls

(альбом: Eggshells - 1996)

Let me touch you
Put my hands on you
I'll kiss you
And we'll see things through
Would you lay with me
Would you lay with me
'Till the sun peaks through the blinds
We can stay right here
'Till our heads are clear
We can lose all track of time

You are silenced
By your memory
And if I lose you
I lose a part of me
'Cuz I can save the world
I can save the world
But I just can't save myself
So I write these lines
Metaphores and rhymes
'Till I think of something else
Is there really nothing else

I am here now
You've got the best of me
So have no fear now...go ahead
Take the rest of me
'Cuz there are two of us
There are two of us
It's the cycle of our souls
Yet we try and change
And rearrange
The way the story's told
That's the way the story goes...