Here I am
And I watch you swim, against the tide
It must be my pride
So face my demands –
This coin ill toss
Heads or tails - deep or wide
These rivers I cross swallow me inside
Make a wish, it comes true, and anyone can tell you
How to play the strings of my heart
And I wish that I knew something pure
Like oriental art in the land of the immortals
And did you find
The elixir that makes things clear
With nothing to fear
This gives peace of mind
All this way why did you stay when I've nothing to give
And not much to say excepting my hеart and the
Music about the life I livе - back to chorus to fade
Make a wish, it comes true, and anyone can tell you
How to play the strings of my heart
And I wish that I knew something pure
Like oriental art in the land of the immortals
Oriental Art was written by Jim Anderson & & Michael Cunningham.