Текст песни
The lines are drawn the path is clear
No turning back, the die is cast
The fate is decided held so dear
A memory fading far too fast
You hear the voices calling
A whisper on the breeze
So far they echo softly
A longing in the air
So far a distant comfort
A love beyond compare
So far away they linger
Just out of reach and sight
Everyone needs someone to be
Hold you
Hold me
Put your hands on me
Everyone to be
Hold you
Hold me
The lines are drawn the path is clear
No turning back the die is cast
The fate is decided held so dear
A memory fading far too fast
Put your hands on me
Hold you
Put your hands on me
Hold you
Everyone needs someone to be
Hold you
Hold me
Put your hands on me
Everyone needs someone to be
Hold you
Hold me