Spiritual Beggars Magic Spell
You choose to dive into this nothingness while I try to swim against the stream Listen to my inner voice feel it caress my soul Dream away in a magic spell I will not fall apart under the oak Yeah loose my mind she can't belive that it is right We run, we die desperation in our eyes Reach out for the opportunity or fall down in fear squeeze my pillow tight longing back My eyes are the same even as a child I could see a glimt of the road Yeah loose my mind she can't belive that it is right
