|
This is the hour when the mysteries emerge |
|
A strangeness so hard to reflect |
|
A moment so moving, goes straight to your heart |
|
The vision has never been met |
|
The attraction is held like a weight deep inside |
|
Something I'll never forget |
|
The pattern is set, her reaction will start |
|
Complete but rejected too soon |
|
Looking ahead in the grip of each fear |
|
Recalls the life that we knew |
|
The shadow that stood by the side of the road |
|
Always reminds me of you |
|
How can I find the right way to control |
|
All the conflicts inside, all the problems beside |
|
As the questions arise, and the answers don't fit |
|
Into my way of things, into my way of things |
