Für Micha
Waiting at the door in the garden of delight
next day is almost gone, memories glance inside
listen to a voice that we know so well
the voice of faith
the voice that came one day
that day when we know where we had to go
see the silent thunder echo by
we will never come back from this flight
we are longing for a new escape
don`t wake me up
swinging through the air to a golden leaf
from above the twinkling eye is watching me
only me and you
but where have all the hopes
and glory gone, for long all gone
do you know where they all have gone
it seems that we shall realize the truth
nothing changes exept the colour of the blue
let him wander through the land of morning dew
where we shall find the truth[/FONT]
D.L
Micha 21.10.2003
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