Paroles de Bhakti Sutra

Where have all the wisdom gone in the things we live for I’m trapped in the prism of a lovesick polaroid of us Inescapable Heart to heart cry Night after night The seas are full of tears Why it feels so good? Lost spirts on dancefloor Noon after noon I feel dancing with none else I feel dancing baby The nature dawns freezing the misery away from my shoulders In his freckles only leftovers of the glory of the night Where have all the beat go? I feel underappreciated I’m trapped in the wildest dream of a lovesick dancefloor Inescapable Heart to heart cry Night after night The seas are full of tears Why it feels so good? Lost spirts on dancefloor Noon after noon I feel dancing with none else