(Ken Cummings, Mark Blatte / Eddy Marnay)
Paroles retirées à la demande de :
© 1994 Hit List Music Inc / Universal Music Publishing / Jean Davoust Editeur
I was alone on an island
Without stars without violins
And I was floating in this city
In the boredom of days always too long
In this desert where winters were coming to take us
Passers-by were passing by without ever hearing us
And it's there when you think you are the most desperate
That through the night the other comes to find you
You led me higher than me
And I touch the sun
Without ever burning my fingers
You carried me higher than me
I'm proud of us
Everything is clear for us
Oh I hope for us
Crossing my fingers
These hands are made for you
To take everything and give everything
Mmm this love is so soft
That we were both required to invent it
In this desert where winters were coming to take us
Passers-by were passing by without ever hearing us
And it's there when you think you are the most desperate
That through the night the other comes to find you
You led me higher than me
And I touch the sun
Without ever burning my fingers
You carried me higher than me
I'm proud of us
Everything is clear for us
Oh I hope for us
Crossing my fingers
I do see me higher than me
Making a child to life
We will be three
Higher each day
Further each night
It is the departure for somewhere else
Where nothing else separates us
You led me higher than me
And I touch the sun
Without ever burning my fingers
You carried me higher than me
I'm proud of us
Everything is clear for us
Oh I hope for us
Crossing my fingers
You led me higher than me
And I touch the sun
Without ever burning my fingers
You carried me higher than me
I'm proud of us
Everything is clear for us
Oh I hope for us
Crossing my fingers
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