There is a place
like in your fantasies
Between the fells
where the northern lights show the way
There is a snowdrift
and many frozen tears
So many memories
of the cold misery
If You need me
I will give my hand
For Your love
I will go
My heart belongs to You
It doesn`t have to end
before I die
I still keep dreaming about
rest of my life with You
sharing the sun light
in the land of winter and ice
Defined destiny
or a self-made plan?
How to spend my lifetime?
Will I let it go down the drain?
The age of man
and the grass in the meadow
Shining in the morning
in the evening it fades away
If You need me
I will give my hand
For Your love
I will go
My heart belongs to You
