Outer Circle کے بول

You're sick of wind You're sick of rain You're sick of stormy days You want to lay your back on red heat burning Your hands are torn Your knees are worn your body claims for rest There's just a single step to the outer circle Be brave, dare break the edge of the outer circle It's you the one I want the one I miss and call When there's nothing left to prove there is nothing but the moon let it wash your sins away and you'll be a child again Don't you miss your childhod? then call on me, my child Do you miss me? then summon me Do you miss your childhood?, then follow me When there's nothing left to prove There is nothing but the moon Let it wash your sins away and you'll be a child again Do you miss your childhood? then follow me