Warmer Hands Lyrics

Patrick Moraz Warmer Hands

A sorcery of light and shade
Goes ringing on inside
Fallen like an angel
Crying out with pride

Melancholy -menacing
Waiting for survivors
IÍm not the one to cry
They can't all be liars

Cold hearts -colder days
Wait for the storm

In the instrumental passage after the first set of lyrics, the lead
instrument is a Minimoog. Four different types of voices in "Wait for
the storm".