Brave Combo – Letras de Swan Lake

No meditation break the spell
There's something in the air tonight
Swans circle with their heads aloft
The water ripples back the sight
The clouds drift in and the moon goes out
And the sky turns dark and the wind calls to me softly
Thunder rumbles and lighting blows, from the east and west
And rain stings my face and I'm all alone
The lake beckons me, welcomes me home
Please hold my hand I'm a sinner
Please hold my hand I'm a prophet
I'm drowning in this cruel paradise