Слова:
Stream Of Passion Breathing Again

ve shared in this life you've given me a gift of song. For everything that we've been through I give you my all. I'm breathing again

I feel your presence and I see the picture again, inviting woman Life's murmur and the song of birds foggy rays of stories the fresh breath lets

track, sinking back So long - I'm gone Swimming with the tide in the gulf stream, Cruise the north Atlantic drift Floating on your back in the starlight, Breathing

sidewalk, Staring at the flickering streetlights... Gently pressing my palm against the dead-cold iron of the pole. The lights suddenly shut and again

try to figure out how I came to this state Where all the paths lead me just further from the light Time flows on like a stream and passes the dead of

High up on the hillside I was standing in the rain, I was waiting for a sign to come Longing for an answer, I was asking once again, wanted to know,

unfriendly sidewalk, Staring at the flickering streetlights... Gently pressing my palm against the dead-cold iron of the pole. The lights suddenly shut and again

again I'm willing to surrender. I could lose my breath, but even then I'd give it up for you A dangerous stream of passion flows through my heart. The

again, I'm willing to surrender. I could lose my breath but even then, Id give it up for you [Verse 2] A dangerous stream of passion, Flows through my