we walk on dreams.
roads of hope, roads of old
miles of sin, we shaered a bond
in the lands of lust ,yeah, we were young
we were young.
but land of lust has fertile soil.
for such a flower as love
and now i just feel void
as chains rip off the crops
a heart i dont own any more
because you took it for your own
you took it with distant chains,
in the cross of our roads
more than words drove us apart
more than walls divide our paths
a destiny we can not share,
someone i can not replace.
a heart i dont own any more
because you took it for your own
you took it with distant chains,
in the cross of our roads
sometimes i cry just to hear your voice
and remember your touch on my dreams;
and suddenly i just want to turn it off
because distant chains pull off my fears.
a heart i dont own any more
because you took it for your own
you took it with distant chains,
in the cross of our roads
francisco pronello
dedicado para rafael eguia
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