Lletres: Demis Roussos. Souvenirs. Trying To Catch The Wind.
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Where did it lead you,where to my friend,you lost your way through trying to catch the wind.....And now the time has come and found me unaware I think of all I should have done
The years I missed when I hold my years to spare,who knows where they're gone trying to catch the wind,take a look around you and see and tell me where do you stand, take a look around you and feel fever lies in you hands,someone shall guide you just before you've been,and you've lost your way through trying to catch the wind
I ran so fast to save another useless tear,I never saw the falling rain,I lived so fast that I never saw any fear, and here i am again trying to catch the wind. take a look around you and see and tell me where do you stand, take a look around you and feel fever lies in you hands,someone shall guide you just before you've been,and you've lost your way through trying to catch the wind
(Thansk to Bassel for these lyrics)
Where did it lead you,where to my friend,you lost your way through trying to catch the wind.....And now the time has come and found me unaware I think of all I should have done
The years I missed when I hold my years to spare,who knows where they're gone trying to catch the wind,take a look around you and see and tell me where do you stand, take a look around you and feel fever lies in you hands,someone shall guide you just before you've been,and you've lost your way through trying to catch the wind
I ran so fast to save another useless tear,I never saw the falling rain,I lived so fast that I never saw any fear, and here i am again trying to catch the wind. take a look around you and see and tell me where do you stand, take a look around you and feel fever lies in you hands,someone shall guide you just before you've been,and you've lost your way through trying to catch the wind
(Thansk to Bassel for these lyrics)
Roussos, Demis
Souvenirs