White Birch (The)

Seer Believer
I don't know who you areYou caught my eye from afarYou're the clear winter skyI'm a cloudI'm the snow set to flyYou're the groundThis might not be so very trueBut this is me and that is youTell me that you have heard this too:You're too good to be trueYou're the clear inner eyeI'm a shroudI'm the tears that won't dryWhen you're proudThis could be a white lieBut there you are and here am IYou're the clear winter skyYou're the groundCross my heart, hope to dieThere you are and so am IYou're the wind giving speedTo my kiteSongtexteI'm the toy that will strayFrom your sightYou're the truth, searching seerI'm the lieYou're the surgeonSo open my eyes Aus Songtexte Mania