Labyrinth [Recordings at Abbey Road Studios]

Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-eh-eh-eh
Oh-oh-eh-oh-eh

Just like a spy through smoke and lights
I escaped through the back door of the world
And I saw things getting smaller
Fear as well as temptation

Everything is reflection
As I make my way through this labyrinth
And my, and my sense of direction
Is lost like the sound of my steps
See, I'm lost like the sound of my steps

Scent of dried flowers
I'm walking through the fog
Walking through the fog
Scent of dried flowers
I'm walking through the fog
Through the

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-eh-ehi-eh
Eh-oh-eh-eh-eh-eh-oh

I see my memories in black and white
They are neglected my space and time
I store all my days in boxes
I left my wishes so far away behind
I find my only salvation
Is playing hide and seek in this labyrinth
And my, my sense of connection
Is lost like the sound of my steps
See, I'm lost like the sound of my steps

Scent of dried flowers
I'm walking through the fog
Walking through the fog
Scent of dried flowers
I'm walking through the fog
Walking through the fog

Words, sounds, music and I'm spinning in, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Words, sounds, music and I'm spinning out

I want to stay here
I am waiting for the rain
I want it to wash away
Everything, everything, everything

Scent of dried flowers
I'm walking through the fog
Walking through the fog
Scent of dried flowers
I'm walking through the fog
Walking through the fog

Scent of dried flowers
And I'm walking through the fog
Walking through the fog
Scent of dried flowers
And I'm walking through the fog
There I'm staying, I'm staying, I'm staying