WANDERER
WANDERING
FROM DESERT TO DESERT
FROM SHORE TO SHORE
IN SEARCH OF A
SYMPATHETIC AND PHILANTHROPIC
SOUL
TO BEG FOR THE LOVE YOU TOOK
AWAY
MY HEART IS A WANDERER
LIMITS
HOW CAN I DESCRIBE
YOU
YOU HAVE NEVER LIFTED
THE VEIL
I CAN ONLY SURMISE
YOUR BEAUTY
FROM THE SPEECH OF YOUR
EYES
PURITY OF MY LOVE
LOOK AT THE PURITY
OF MY LOVE
IT HAS BECOME THE
MIRROR
OF YOUR SOUL
PANACEA OF LOVE
RUTHLESS TIME
MALICIOUS STONES
FRUSTRATED FEELINGS
HAVE MADE ME
WEEK AND WEARY
PLEASE
GIVE ME THE PANACEA
OF YOUR
LOVE
REQUEST
YOU
HAVE
IMPRISONED ME
BEHIND THE BARS OF YOUR HEART
PLEASE!!
DO NOT SET ME FREE
OR
I SHALL
DIE
MAGICAL GAME OF LOVE
IN THE MAGICAL GAME
OF LOVE
THE SAINT PLAYED
THE FLUTE OF WISDOM
AND CAUTIONED ME
AGAINST THE CONSEQUENCES OF THE GAME
BUT I WAS ONLY LISTENING
TO THE SPEECH OF MY HEART
DREAMS WITH OPEN EYES
WITH OPEN EYES
I HAVE ALWAYS DREAMT OF YOU
MY SLEEP
HAS NEVER BEEN
SO RESPECTED TO BE BLESSED
MORE PAIN
EVERYTIME
THOUGHTS OF YOU
GET MORE PAINFUL
THINKING OF YOU
THINKING OF YOU
HAS NEVER BEEN
SO PAINFUL
AS TODAY
FOR THE SAKE OF LOVE
YOUR ARROGANCE
HAS
DE GRADED
YOUR
BEAUTY
BEND YOUR KNEES
FOR THE SAKE OF LOVE
AND RISE
WITH THE GLORY OF THE DAWN




