This Must Be It کے بول

Waiting for a beam To break through here A chain way vision All bright and clear And they talk And they dance I was expecting something pure With a golden hair Arms full of bracelets And smoke in the air And they talk And they dance Here comes darkness Just afternoon Waiting for a sign If I survive I'll worship the moon Or something Anything This must be it Long for bliss First it was so quiet Now I know I'm not alone in here (And they talked, And they danced) Two omens collide in my open hand Making me a viewer I am what I have seen And they talk And they dance Your hand on my hips Speak friendly to me I've been studying for years Patiently Is this as far as you can take me? This must be it Long for bliss First it was so quiet Now I know I'm not alone in here (And they talked, And they danced)