Magic Spell
Spiritual Beggars
You choose to dive into this nothingness
while I try to swim against the stream
Listen to my inner voice
feel it caress my soul
Dream away in a magic spell
I will not fall apart under the oak
Yeah loose my mind
she can't belive that it is right
We run, we die
desperation in our eyes
Reach out for the opportunity
or fall down in fear
squeeze my pillow tight
longing back
My eyes are the same
even as a child I could see
a glimt of the road
Yeah loose my mind
she can't belive that it is right