Song | In My Mind's Eye |
Artist | Magnum |
Album | Into The Valley Of The Moon King |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
By blood we live | |
Can’t take the weight | |
Each day we give | |
Sometimes too late | |
And so it turns to dust | |
Through years unknown | |
And then we lose the trust | |
The time has flown | |
I don’t want money | |
I don’t want fame | |
I think that I might get lost | |
I’m in no hurry | |
I make no claim | |
The answers won’t come across | |
I see your face | |
In my mind’s eye | |
Look back, no trace | |
It passed me by | |
A stranger at my door | |
A silent prayer | |
Can’t see you any more | |
Too much to bear | |
I don’t want money | |
I don’t want fame | |
I think that I might get lost | |
I’m in no hurry | |
I make no claim | |
The answers won’t come across | |
While I take shelter | |
This blinding rain | |
Is turning everyone cold | |
This helter skelter | |
As time remains | |
Is hard to grasp and to hold | |
I don’t want money | |
I don’t want fame | |
I think that I might get lost | |
I’m in no hurry | |
I make no claim | |
The answers won’t come across | |
While I take shelter | |
This blinding rain | |
Is turning everyone cold | |
This helter skelter | |
As time remains | |
Is hard to grasp and to hold |
By blood we live | |
Can' t take the weight | |
Each day we give | |
Sometimes too late | |
And so it turns to dust | |
Through years unknown | |
And then we lose the trust | |
The time has flown | |
I don' t want money | |
I don' t want fame | |
I think that I might get lost | |
I' m in no hurry | |
I make no claim | |
The answers won' t come across | |
I see your face | |
In my mind' s eye | |
Look back, no trace | |
It passed me by | |
A stranger at my door | |
A silent prayer | |
Can' t see you any more | |
Too much to bear | |
I don' t want money | |
I don' t want fame | |
I think that I might get lost | |
I' m in no hurry | |
I make no claim | |
The answers won' t come across | |
While I take shelter | |
This blinding rain | |
Is turning everyone cold | |
This helter skelter | |
As time remains | |
Is hard to grasp and to hold | |
I don' t want money | |
I don' t want fame | |
I think that I might get lost | |
I' m in no hurry | |
I make no claim | |
The answers won' t come across | |
While I take shelter | |
This blinding rain | |
Is turning everyone cold | |
This helter skelter | |
As time remains | |
Is hard to grasp and to hold |
By blood we live | |
Can' t take the weight | |
Each day we give | |
Sometimes too late | |
And so it turns to dust | |
Through years unknown | |
And then we lose the trust | |
The time has flown | |
I don' t want money | |
I don' t want fame | |
I think that I might get lost | |
I' m in no hurry | |
I make no claim | |
The answers won' t come across | |
I see your face | |
In my mind' s eye | |
Look back, no trace | |
It passed me by | |
A stranger at my door | |
A silent prayer | |
Can' t see you any more | |
Too much to bear | |
I don' t want money | |
I don' t want fame | |
I think that I might get lost | |
I' m in no hurry | |
I make no claim | |
The answers won' t come across | |
While I take shelter | |
This blinding rain | |
Is turning everyone cold | |
This helter skelter | |
As time remains | |
Is hard to grasp and to hold | |
I don' t want money | |
I don' t want fame | |
I think that I might get lost | |
I' m in no hurry | |
I make no claim | |
The answers won' t come across | |
While I take shelter | |
This blinding rain | |
Is turning everyone cold | |
This helter skelter | |
As time remains | |
Is hard to grasp and to hold |