Whoa Yeah yeah yeah A few more days we'll be home in glory Already they'll be getting out the flags With Memphis high motive dilatory Still I only see
I wait for you, I don't know why All I know is I can't hide At this temperature You could take over my mind Like gossamer you softly touch He draws me
Je t?ai reencontree simplement, Et tu n?as rien fait pour chercher a me plaire . Je t?aime pourtant, D?un amour ardent, Dont rien, je le sens, ne
It was fascination I knew And it might have ended Right then at the start Just a passing glance Just a brief romance And I might have gone On my way
A few more days and we'll be home in glory Already they'll be getting out the flags With Memphis high motive dormitory For me, I only see a lot of snags
Fascination, I want you Fascination, I want you, I do Fascination chamber lands on the round that kills The art you hoped to mirror, life leaves blood
It's been seven hours long And your shadow still hangs on You've been two weeks gone And so tonight I followed you home There are so many different ways
Easy living killed the young dudes In the high boots Teenage in the pace age That's when love burns And now it's your turn Fascination, fascination It
Lifeless life, sleepless sleep Under the stony sky of day my flesh shall keep Summer's heat shall never be missed Hecate's bliss has kissed these cool
No escaping no spell is over me fantasy's fact you see in my life Time and motion seem to have made a stop and if the whole world passes by I wouldn't
With grace my mother can you play the harp Like an angel to a saint I feel so lonely the loved falling far from grasp Dei gratia, heal the wounds that
If the groove fits your desire Then let it take you a little bit higher I see we?ve finally found the groove The kind of groove that's gonna make you
The grief that lies bleeding in me No less in pity than in glory O creatures that are dearest to me... ...put on your crowns I look into the sky and
The fear, passing faith, death upon my knees The tears from your eyes, shadows that sign I hold the earth within my hands, O take the beauty that glimpsed
In graceful dance of ever, as fountains have towered above me The days of celebration and that of the foul lake Fathers of the knell... ...burn up the
O never a breath to hold me Silent is the unstrung harps (in play) The laying of wedding sheets down Envy the masters of my passions Shape me, I am as
Such are lovers more than grace can seem The pictures of the immaculate Even their heaven bows to this earth The fairest, beautiful and withered Not
Inbossom my head forth, lead me into silent poetry Wretchedness leaves my eyes desired As labouring claims those golden hairs Come appetise my tongue