Wandering Soul — текст песни (Alex Parks)

(Parks/Clark/Hewerdine)

I`m wanting
your body
your mind and soul for a moral-less state
of that which I
can`t get out of my
endless thoughts of

the sharp edge of you
cuts me voice
when I say your name
I`m thinking that

I`m just a wandering soul
waiting for someone to take hold
and I`d choose not to love you
I`ve been here too many times before

reflection
imagined
you`re one thing in the front of my mind
staring me into my blue eyes

the sharp edge of you
cuts me voice
when I say your name
I`m thinking that

I`m just a wandering soul
waiting for someone to take hold
and I would choose not to love you
I`ve been here too many times before

I`m just a wandering soul
a wandering
a wandering soul
been here too many times before
been here too many times before
I`m thinking that

I`m just a wandering soul
waiting for someone to take hold
and I would choose not to love you
I`m thinking that

I`m just a wandering soul
waiting for someone to take hold
and I`d choose not to love you
I`ve been here too many times before