Everfields
Jukka Pelkonen / Markus Vanhala
An open sight to embrace
Mornings and evenings
The night
Holds no secrets here
And the day has no number
Oh yes
I do feel sad
And I am glad to see a shadow
Here on a path
I hear it
I see it
I taste it
The perfume is in the air
I was never here
Nor did I ever leave
And the walking
Oh the walking
My feet were tired
And my soul was half a way
To a shadow
Where was my heart
I left it all alone
Here is my heart
It was gone for far too long