Hello my friend! It´s late and I want to sleep But I just can´t make it to my bed I´ve got a brand-new song on my screen It´s called Miracle Healing
I read it on a sign somewhere in Port of Spain (29. 4. 2000) I remember a bright-blue-colonial building For me it looked like the entrance to paradise A place full of smiling people, a place full of happiness I was dreaming to go there Instead of doing the interview & receive... A miracle healing of innocence & ectasy Dreams of independence Love, caress & energy The circle & square, sound & vision, angels are singing You´re gonna burn in hell no more You´re gonna burn in hell no more... Are you sure what to think of me? Do you know how I should be? Is there any damn explanation for this world?
And what kind of healing would I need? Only one thing I know is that I need some help I must finish this song to find it all out A miracle healing...
Hello my friend! It´s late and I want to sleep And I´m sitting here all alone with my ghosts tonite I don´t know what to write to you I just want to say that I´m thinking of you And I hope that you´re alright I am, well, ...better I think it must be because of this letter And if it´s not so then I really don´t have a clue If I slept for a thousand years Would you dig inside my pyramid?
Would you resurrect me from the dead Would you light up my darkness Would you give me... A miracle healing...?