In my mind Foreign lands Followed lines On my hands Tasted earth Touched the skies Swam the pools Of my eyes People talked In their fear Rumours always Whispered here Where and why From what shore Who was I Searching for
You can call me worshipper You can call me follower But I’m just a wanderer In search of my lover You can call it foolish A kind of madness But I’m just a wanderer In search of my lover Pushed and pulled Through these worlds Winding roads I crossed and curled Pain and love Hope and fear In between All unclear Drunk on time Spin my thoughts States of mind Turning doors Ask me now Who I am Turn your back Or take my hand
You can call me worshipper You can call me follower But I’m just a wanderer In search of my lover You can call it foolish A kind of madness But I’m just a wanderer In search of my lover
There’s a fire calling me Burning me Leading me In to ecstasy Round round round round round round round round