Passion Songtext
von Soft Touch

Passion molds a fear
It′s a folded love
Death from above
The mirror's staring back at me
All the questions asked a silent plea Torn up letters in the mail
I can′t see what's really there
Building hope on shallow pillars
Of course the time will settle in

Back to the rhythm of a desperate try
Can you hear the crying
Distracted minds
Move to the time of an empty wish
We don't have the time for this