Samstag, 22. Februar 2014

I have climbed highest mountains
I have run through the fields
I have run
I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls

I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
I burned like fire, in a burning desire

I have spoke the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of the devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

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