- cifra
Were you rolling
Far away on roads you built for me?
Was it easy, easy for you
Like all things seem to be?
Was I all you wanted?
Did the Moon hang low?
Did you lift off the ground?
Did you finally know?
Does my voice ride on the wind now
And guide you everywhere?
Does the night come ever slower
With me waiting there?
Were there brand new stars out?
Did your wings unfold?
Did you lose your balance?
Did you find your soul?
I was certain that you could hear me
I was right next to you
You were looking over my shoulder
Maybe I should have been too
Were there brand new stars out?
Did your wings unfold?
Did you lose your balance?
Did you find your soul?
