Karl Blau
Karl Blau
Karl Blau
Karl Blau
Karl Blau
Karl Blau
Karl Blau
Karl Blau
Karl Blau
Karl Blau
Karl Blau
Karl Blau
It takes waiting for the wind to stop blowing
Then strike the match to light the candle
And I don't care what's been said
One knows in one's heart there is truth
It takes waiting for the wind to stop blowing