The Visitors Lyrics


The Visitors
I have a very good friend The kind of girl who likes to follow a trend She has a personal style Some people like it, others tend to go wild You hear her voice everywhere Taking the chair, she's a leading lady And with no trace of hesitation she keeps going Head over heels, breaking her way Pushing through unknown jungles every day She's a girl with a taste for the world The world is like a pla...
I'm hearing images, I'm seeing songs No poet has ever painted Voices call out to me, straight to my heart So strange yet we're so well acquainted I let the music speak, with no restraints I let my feelings take over Carry my soul away into the world Where beauty meets the darkness of the day Where my mind is like an open window Where the high and healing winds blow From my shallow sleep the so...
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness And I have to sit down for a while The feeling that I'm losing her forever And without really entering her world I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter That funny little girl Slipping through my fingers all the time I try to capture every...
Do I hear what I think I'm hearin'? Do I see the signs, I think I see? Or is this just fantasy Is it true that the beast is wakin'? Stirrin' in his restless sleep tonight in the pale moonlight In the grip of this cold December You and I have reason to remember Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I don't sing They blow their horns and march along They drum their d...
I hear the door-bell ring and suddenly the panic takes me The sound so ominously tearing through the silence I cannot move, I'm standing numb and frozen Among the things I love so dearly The books, the paintings and the furniture, help me The signal's sounding once again and someone tries the doorknob None of my friends would be so stupidly impatient And they don't dare to come here anymore no...
He had what you might call a simple occupation He cleaned the platforms of the local railway station With no romance in his life Sometimes he wished he had a wife He read the matrimonial advertising pages The cries for help from different people different ages But they had nothing to say at least not until the day When something special he read, this is what it said If you dream of the girl fo...
Here's to us, one more toast and then we'll pay the bill Deep inside both of us can feel the autumn chill Birds of passage, you and me, we fly instinctively When the summer's over and the dark clouds hide the sun Neither you nor I'm to blame when all is said and done In our lives we have walked some strange and lonely treks Slightly worn but dignified and not too old for s** We're still strivi...
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