Thirteen Senses

In this world
In this world of mine
I will keep you 'til the very end
And at the end
At the end of time
I will hold you in my arms again
Modern man has a heart of stone
In an age we are so ordinary
Let's pretend, let's pretend we're old
But I sense that we are already there
You are the loneliest star
You are the loneliest star
In my heart
In my heart a slave
I'll release it when I'm miles away
Miles away
Miles away from home
I'll be waiting for your lonely soul