In Search Of...

I live up high among the frozen jagged peaks

Where the air is too thin for mortal men to breathe

Cold and alone, cold and alone

I roam these glaciers in search of something else like me

Could you be mine tonight?

Could you be mine tonight?

You look so warm in the cold moonlight

Could you be mine, could you be mine...

I dropped the moon and it shattered at your feet

I lost my grip when my hands began to bleed

My gift the moon my gift to you

My gift just lays there like a pile of broken teeth

Vyšlo na albech