| Song | In My Mind's Eye |
| Artist | Magnum |
| Album | Into The Valley Of The Moon King |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| By blood we live | |
| Can’t take the weight | |
| Each day we give | |
| Sometimes too late | |
| And so it turns to dust | |
| Through years unknown | |
| And then we lose the trust | |
| The time has flown | |
| I don’t want money | |
| I don’t want fame | |
| I think that I might get lost | |
| I’m in no hurry | |
| I make no claim | |
| The answers won’t come across | |
| I see your face | |
| In my mind’s eye | |
| Look back, no trace | |
| It passed me by | |
| A stranger at my door | |
| A silent prayer | |
| Can’t see you any more | |
| Too much to bear | |
| I don’t want money | |
| I don’t want fame | |
| I think that I might get lost | |
| I’m in no hurry | |
| I make no claim | |
| The answers won’t come across | |
| While I take shelter | |
| This blinding rain | |
| Is turning everyone cold | |
| This helter skelter | |
| As time remains | |
| Is hard to grasp and to hold | |
| I don’t want money | |
| I don’t want fame | |
| I think that I might get lost | |
| I’m in no hurry | |
| I make no claim | |
| The answers won’t come across | |
| While I take shelter | |
| This blinding rain | |
| Is turning everyone cold | |
| This helter skelter | |
| As time remains | |
| Is hard to grasp and to hold |
| By blood we live | |
| Can' t take the weight | |
| Each day we give | |
| Sometimes too late | |
| And so it turns to dust | |
| Through years unknown | |
| And then we lose the trust | |
| The time has flown | |
| I don' t want money | |
| I don' t want fame | |
| I think that I might get lost | |
| I' m in no hurry | |
| I make no claim | |
| The answers won' t come across | |
| I see your face | |
| In my mind' s eye | |
| Look back, no trace | |
| It passed me by | |
| A stranger at my door | |
| A silent prayer | |
| Can' t see you any more | |
| Too much to bear | |
| I don' t want money | |
| I don' t want fame | |
| I think that I might get lost | |
| I' m in no hurry | |
| I make no claim | |
| The answers won' t come across | |
| While I take shelter | |
| This blinding rain | |
| Is turning everyone cold | |
| This helter skelter | |
| As time remains | |
| Is hard to grasp and to hold | |
| I don' t want money | |
| I don' t want fame | |
| I think that I might get lost | |
| I' m in no hurry | |
| I make no claim | |
| The answers won' t come across | |
| While I take shelter | |
| This blinding rain | |
| Is turning everyone cold | |
| This helter skelter | |
| As time remains | |
| Is hard to grasp and to hold |
| By blood we live | |
| Can' t take the weight | |
| Each day we give | |
| Sometimes too late | |
| And so it turns to dust | |
| Through years unknown | |
| And then we lose the trust | |
| The time has flown | |
| I don' t want money | |
| I don' t want fame | |
| I think that I might get lost | |
| I' m in no hurry | |
| I make no claim | |
| The answers won' t come across | |
| I see your face | |
| In my mind' s eye | |
| Look back, no trace | |
| It passed me by | |
| A stranger at my door | |
| A silent prayer | |
| Can' t see you any more | |
| Too much to bear | |
| I don' t want money | |
| I don' t want fame | |
| I think that I might get lost | |
| I' m in no hurry | |
| I make no claim | |
| The answers won' t come across | |
| While I take shelter | |
| This blinding rain | |
| Is turning everyone cold | |
| This helter skelter | |
| As time remains | |
| Is hard to grasp and to hold | |
| I don' t want money | |
| I don' t want fame | |
| I think that I might get lost | |
| I' m in no hurry | |
| I make no claim | |
| The answers won' t come across | |
| While I take shelter | |
| This blinding rain | |
| Is turning everyone cold | |
| This helter skelter | |
| As time remains | |
| Is hard to grasp and to hold |