That's The Spirit
Now You're The One
You held the spring in crystallineThe moment you began to see the sunshineWithout a move, without a soundRevealed the world beyond the umbrella crownYou are the stamp on the map I'm readingThe spirit lamp by the campsite breathingBut oh what a tangled web you're weavingNot anything or anyoneNo person can believe or tie your heart into a knotYou are the snow, the thinning linesThat covered up the path I'm unremembered byYou are the stamp on the map I'm readingThe spirit lamp by the campsite breathingBut oh what a tangled web you're weaving
From Letras Mania