كلمات Parcifal

The wind blew in on the streets of Edinburgh from an ocean 20 miles away Im with my friend in the chapel Rossylyn searching for my holy grail Is it too late for this crusade? What is there for me but this? And I cant feel immortal cause I cannot feel your kiss Do you need everything spelled out? I cant see the scenery without feeling you here by me in heart and mind (but not in body) how did you come to embody grief for me Never to see you again Is it too late for this crusade? What is there for me but this? And I cant feel immortal cause I cannot feel your kiss Do you need everything spelled out? Shes wrong this time I swear Im fine She thinks shes always on my mind