Тексты песен Bruce Dickinson

(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z)

There on a lonely desert hill-top
the pilgrims huddle closer
Waiting for a sign, the coming silver shrine
the arc of space and time

VERSE II:
Truth, all the truth is never clear
Perhaps again next year
the hope lives on beneath the blazing sun
one day you'll come...

CHORUS:
In my hear I'll reach you
In my heart I'll reach out to you
In my heart I touched the face of God

In my dreams somehow

SOLO

It's all a dream

REPEAT CHORUS

It's all a dream somehow

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