paroles de chanson This Moment - Stream of Passion

Memories
Travelling slowly down the walls
As sweet as their whispering may sound
They are only ghosts

Voices
Building castles in the air
But as beautiful as they may seem
They will disappear

So don't look back
And don't look forward
Just take my hand
And come with me

In the fever of this moment
We will drown
Falling deeper into the unknown

She who's writing the story
Can't comply
But in this intoxicating stream
We'll remain unseen

So take my hand, come with me

In the fever of this moment
We will drown
Falling deeper into the unknown

From this cloud of light
We'll breathe endlessly

In the fever of this moment
We will drown
Falling deeper into the unknown
In the fury of this moment
We will sink
For a moment we will disappear

From this cloud of light
We'll breathe endlessly