Besedila: Fold Zandura. Everything.

Late, winter light folds
The air and fills my eyes
There against the sky
I call on faith with arms stretched high

And would you know how much I love you?
Would you feel the way that I do?
If I told you all the things that move my soul
While the world is turning darkly
Would you still be the earth beneath me?
If I tell you everything, would I be sure? Would I be sure?

Down the path we're on
We cannot turn, we cannot run down
Here, we share our wounds
How we embrace, what we become

And would you know how much I love you?
Would you feel the way that I do?
If I told you all the things that move my soul
While the world is turning darkly
Would you still be the earth beneath me?
If I tell you everything, would I be sure? Would I be sure?

And would you know how much I love you?
Would you feel the way that I do?
If I told you all the things that move my soul
While the world is turning darkly
Would you still be the earth beneath me?
If I tell you everything, would I be sure? Would I be sure?

Would I be sure? Would I be sure?
Would I be sure? Would I be sure?