In the ni ght Imcalli ng you - be my gui de, help me through, In the ni ght i call your name - you are the li ght i n ti mes of shame. The songs I si ng, all my love - I bri ng for you. I always try to makethi ngs better, everythi ng that has gone wrong, Mi ghty plans i n the ri ght di recti on but very li ttle has been done. Everyday when I try to get forward - I fi nd myself another mi le back, Help me fi ghti ng, help me breathi ng - whymI falli ng down i nstead ? Every useful mi nute seems to be the thoughtof you, Every hour seems li ke wasted, fi lled wi th thi ngs that I mi ght do. Wi thout love i n my reacti ons seems the saddest thi ng, but i ts true. In the ni ght Imcalli ng you - be my gui de, help me through, In the ni ght i call your name - you are the li ght i n ti mes of shame. The songs I si ng, all my love - I bri ng for you. [Acousti c Solo: Roland Grapow] Free from ourselves and free form thi s world we may fi nd, The freedom we search ,cause all that we need i s i nsi de. The hours we waste - we may not get back for a whi le, And when i t gets dark - no chance wi ll be there for atry. When I wake up early i n the morni ng I catch abook and jump i nsi de, I fi ll my head wi th a mi lli on wonders and try to fi ll the ni ght wi th li ght. The moment when I get thi ngs clearer - I see another mountai n to cli mb. And always when I thi nk Imnearer - I reali ze there i s no ti me. In the ni ght Imcalli ng you - be my gui de, help me through, In the ni ght i call your name - you are the li ght i n ti mes of shame. Someti mes I cri ed after all Ili ed to you.
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