David's Lyre

This I Know
This I know For Bacchus we kissed and we hid in our wistful youth Now we've grown With fruit here we bear Our leaves the don't dare to wilt Dark ropes climb this mast That seldom will last We were doomed from the start Doomed from the start We fell from this grace Wrong course set to chase We were doomed from the start This I know For Bacchus we kissed and we hid in our wistful youth Now we've grown With fruit here we bear Our leaves the don't dare to wilt And though this harvest surpassed the hopes held in hearts The rain failed to fall The rain failed to fall SongtexteThough we scorched the land Our mistakes held in hand We failed to fall For Bacchus we kissed and we hid in our wistful youth With fruit here we bear Our leaves the don't dare to wilt This I know For Bacchus we kissed and we hid in our wistful youth Now we've grown With fruit here we bear Our leaves the don't dare to wilt Aus Songtexte Mania