Courrier

Cathedrals Of Color
I moved to Paris in need of a home I lived between the Autumn leaves and the cigarette smoke I cut my losses in London and Rome I moved to Paris in need of some hope Rows of red roses, within Eiffel's reach Every spring a victory, every winter defeat I've made every headline, I've known secret grief Rows of red roses, such beauty decieves Home, where I find My peace of mind I don't want to waste my time I don't want to wast my life Cathedrals of color in a world black and white I heard the contrast choir sing of infinite light I lost every brother on the heels of midnight Cathedrals of color brought me back to life Oh, my rose window Oh, my rose window Oh, don't let me go Oh, my rose window I don't want to waste my time I don't want to waste my life Aus Songtexte Mania