Song | She's Alive |
Artist | Van Canto |
Album | A Storm to Come |
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I hear a voice from below. | |
‘Something's wrong' and | |
as soon as these words are | |
intruding my mind I do know: | |
It is her who's betrayed. | |
By her consciousness | |
starting to fade. | |
And as if I still had | |
needed to know. | |
She's the only one. | |
Fear starts to grow. | |
She's alive, | |
She's alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
creation bringing time. | |
She's alive. | |
And she knows inside. | |
She's alive, | |
She's alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
and joyful singing time. | |
She's alive. | |
And I know inside. | |
My life speed starts slowing down. | |
All of my future plans mistrusted. | |
And as I'm standing here | |
I start to drown. | |
(It's) not up to me anymore. | |
I know I need her more than ever before. | |
She's struggling against hands of darkness reaching out. | |
The more time is fading the less I will doubt. | |
A woman like her is built to return. | |
As she's regaining I cry out for her. | |
She's alive, | |
She's alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
creation bringing time. | |
She's alive. | |
And she knows inside. | |
She's alive, | |
She's alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
and joyful singing time. | |
She's alive. | |
And I know inside. | |
She's alive, | |
She's alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
creation bringing time. | |
She's alive. | |
And she knows inside. | |
She's alive, | |
She's alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
and joyful singing time. | |
She's alive. | |
And I know inside. | |
She's alive, | |
She's alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
creation bringing time. | |
She's alive. | |
And she knows inside. | |
She's alive, | |
She's alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
and joyful singing time. | |
She's alive. | |
And I know inside. |
I hear a voice from below. | |
' Something' s wrong' and | |
as soon as these words are | |
intruding my mind I do know: | |
It is her who' s betrayed. | |
By her consciousness | |
starting to fade. | |
And as if I still had | |
needed to know. | |
She' s the only one. | |
Fear starts to grow. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
creation bringing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And she knows inside. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
and joyful singing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And I know inside. | |
My life speed starts slowing down. | |
All of my future plans mistrusted. | |
And as I' m standing here | |
I start to drown. | |
It' s not up to me anymore. | |
I know I need her more than ever before. | |
She' s struggling against hands of darkness reaching out. | |
The more time is fading the less I will doubt. | |
A woman like her is built to return. | |
As she' s regaining I cry out for her. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
creation bringing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And she knows inside. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
and joyful singing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And I know inside. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
creation bringing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And she knows inside. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
and joyful singing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And I know inside. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
creation bringing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And she knows inside. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
and joyful singing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And I know inside. |
I hear a voice from below. | |
' Something' s wrong' and | |
as soon as these words are | |
intruding my mind I do know: | |
It is her who' s betrayed. | |
By her consciousness | |
starting to fade. | |
And as if I still had | |
needed to know. | |
She' s the only one. | |
Fear starts to grow. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
creation bringing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And she knows inside. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
and joyful singing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And I know inside. | |
My life speed starts slowing down. | |
All of my future plans mistrusted. | |
And as I' m standing here | |
I start to drown. | |
It' s not up to me anymore. | |
I know I need her more than ever before. | |
She' s struggling against hands of darkness reaching out. | |
The more time is fading the less I will doubt. | |
A woman like her is built to return. | |
As she' s regaining I cry out for her. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
creation bringing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And she knows inside. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
and joyful singing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And I know inside. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
creation bringing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And she knows inside. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
and joyful singing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And I know inside. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
creation bringing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And she knows inside. | |
She' s alive, | |
She' s alive. | |
What a wonderful | |
and joyful singing time. | |
She' s alive. | |
And I know inside. |