- cifra
I see the escape, I notice the lies
I see the shadow to cover your face
I break the ice, I speak of love
I show the light, a lamp fro your highway
A shelter friend, a voice that guides
A sefe road a friend's letter
I point the end, I explain the beginning
I don't't care if it's day or night
I travel in time, I spread love
I'm shield and safe fortess
And now I'm flying I'm loose again
Flooding as rain the dead land
You can only hold my hand
Walls faliing in the dark of the night
People reaching God's friendly hand
Great call for the wonderfull light
Friendly hand feel a friendly hand
Hold a friendly hand
