Текст песни Xymox - Doubts
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I ask myself, what is the meaning? Of words like love, it may be dreamingI may be dreaming, I may be dreamingIn fright of love , I hollerIf not in love , I desireSoon it will pass like a slow processionFrom far away the shadow is risingIts calling me, its calling me, its calling me, its calling me,Will it be wrong or right? Will it come with delight? Will it come with a curse? Will it be better or worse? And sweet with every sound? Will it stand on solid ground? Save me from myself, darkness reigns at twelveI am falling, I fall for you, I am fallingDead water, dead sand, dark clouds will descendHere where all broken heartsCherish solitude in the darkSometimes I picture you, sliding into substitutesNot knowing if Im strongNot knowing whats begunI fall for you, I fall for you