Teksty: Tea Party. Shadows On The Mountainside.

We are spirits passing through the doors of time
With an invitation heard before we find
Shadows on the mountainside
Eagles find the souls they hide

And the outcast child enchanted by the sun
Will he seek his shelter never knowing one?
Shadows on the mountainside
Eagles find the souls they hide

Shadows on the mountainside
Cover me, oh no
Cover me with sleep, please
'Cause I need it now, I need it now

And red rivers flow to seas
And she, she will return to me
And then all that I am is in her hands
And I will return to her and then and then and then I begin