I went to Heavens gate, drown in tears and torn by hate. But before my knocks could reach the sky I heard the voice of my fate: "What desire is thy?"
Intro: Wings are made for flying Feet are made for walking Tears are made for crying Mouths are made for talking Everything has his own Destination You
Top of the world Being here with you Just singing and dancing here with you All night long Just being all alone with you Looking in your eyes Until the
Somebody here To bring an age Long disappeared Holy Land - Throw you scars on me! My soul just tends to be Your friend. Holy Land - Holy Land around Holy Land - Holy