Testo
The world in my hand
The oceans in my palm
The mountains at my fingertips
A hole in my heart
The truth at my feet
All luck in my sight
Tomorrow in my pocket
But still so without
So close, so far away
So close, it's all just words away
So close, so far away
So close, But still I can't portray
I drift in your eyes
Craving for your time
I live for the second when
Your breath is mine
Appreciation, A situation
Where everything stands still
The compensation, desperation
The World that you fulfil
So close, so far away
So close, it's all just words away
So close, so far away
So close, But still I can't portray
How I'm supposed to get there?
