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za nov 18, 2017

I see her walking, lonely in the cold | Once young and free now she's pretty old | a biting wind full of hail and rain | are God's ways all inscrutable?

She lost her youth, her bones feel old and stiff | He went away, fell over the cliff | She had to watch her love, the biggest crown of the woods went tumbling down.

When your fingertips reach out and meet, my heart skips a beat | When the sun comes out warms up the grace | My hidingplace is you.

An umbrella is blown up in the air | Leaves are falling is there anybody out there? | The world surounding her is falling apart | Silence is crushing her lonely broken heart

Little fingers stroke a cold hand | Touchable becomes the invisable land | A tear rolls slowly down from her cheek | Grandmother, are you scared just like me?

A little smile warms the lonely chill | Cold emotions and time is standing still | A swan passes in full bright flight | The sun swallows darknes into the light

When your fingertips reach out and meet, my heart skips a beat | When the sun comes out warms up the grace | My hidingplace is you.

When your fingertips reach out and meet, my heart skips a beat | When the sun comes out warms up the grace | O, come rain your love on me.

 

Moonradio 2013 | Music: Moonradio / Gerco Mons | Words: Gerco Mons & Richard Aeilkema | All rights: Moonradio