Tác giả : Christian Wunderlich
Người đăng : administrator, 13 năm trước
There's a feeling deep within me
I can't describe
Like drifting carelessly
It's a boundless kind of freedom
That's in this world
I step in every night
Some strange blend of fear
And curiosity
Is travelling with me
I often can't recall
Where i've been the night before
This is like a big illusion
So real to us
(that you take for real)
It's getting hard to leave
There are figures, there are stories
So wonderous
Sometimes i don't know
Have i seen the light?
Or have i just lost my way
Some strange blend of fear
And curiosity
Is travelling with me
I often can't recall
Where i've been the night before
This is like a big illusion
So real to us
(that you take for real)
It's getting hard to leave
There are figures, there are stories
So wonderous
This is like a big illusion
So real to us
(that you take for real)
It's getting hard to leave
There are figures, there are stories
So wonderous
Sometimes i don't know
Have i seen the light?
Or have i just lost my way
This is like a big illusion
So real to us
(that you take for real)
It's getting hard to leave
There are figures, there are stories
So wonderous