Testo Soul To Soul John West
When does life become death, and death become life?
Itâs a fine line â one I canât see even if I squint my eyes
If the soul can rise up and live again
Why is it I just donât remember?
Feels like Iâve been here before
Looked in the window, but never opened the door
All of my visions have gone black
Now Iâm trying to find my way back
To another life
In a time when the mysteries were told
To another life
In a world full of shadows, behold
Iâm moving soul to soul
Soul to soul
When does art imitate life, and life become art?
Itâs a hard line and crossing over is my only desire
If I have walked this Earth before
Why is it I just canât remember
Feels like Iâve been here before
Peered in the window, but never opened the door
All of my visions fade black
Now Iâm trying to find my way back
To another life
In a time when the mysteries were told
To another life
In a world full of shadows, behold
Iâm moving soul to soul
Soul to soul
And now it fels like Iâve been here before
Looked in the window, but never opened the door
All of my visions have gone black
Now Iâm trying to find my way back
To another life
In a time when the mysteries were told
To another life
In a world full of shadows, behold
Iâm moving soul to soul
Soul to soul