| Something is calling me
|
| Behind my caravan
|
| I can’t see it’s face but
|
| I’m feeling it’s in the dark
|
| It’s moving in the shadows
|
| I can see it’s whispering
|
| Keeps calling my name
|
| And the streamline is shivering
|
| The wind breaks words for my love
|
| From the deserts far away
|
| And then it speaks to my heart
|
| Should i stay or fade away?
|
| I see your smile in the stars
|
| Shining street light boulevards
|
| The question is passing me by
|
| Should I leave this caravan?
|
| The moonlight is lost
|
| I’ll light up my candle light
|
| The flash light, the street lights
|
| To light up my sleepless nights
|
| I follow the stars to the Caniard streets boulevards
|
| I leave for the highways
|
| What will get you through the dark?
|
| The wind breaks words for my love
|
| From the deserts far away
|
| And then it speaks to my heart
|
| Should I stay or fade away?
|
| I see your smile in the stars
|
| Shining street light boulevards
|
| The question is passing me by
|
| Should I leave this caravan?
|
| The wind breaks words for my love
|
| (Deserts far away)
|
| And then it speaks to my heart
|
| (Stay or fade away)
|
| I see your smile in the stars
|
| (Street light boulevards)
|
| The question is passing me by
|
| Should I leave this caravan? |