Hello my friend!
It’s late and I want to sleep
But I just can’t make it to my bed
I’ve got a brand-new song on my screen
It’s called miracle healing
I read it on a sign somewhere in port of Spain
I remember a bright-blue-colonial building
For me it looked like the entrance to paradise
A place full of smiling people, a place full of happiness
I was dreaming to go there instead of
doing the interview and receive…
A miracle healing of innocence and ecstasy
Dreams of independence, love, caress and energy
The circle and square, sound and vision, angels are singing
You’re gonna burn in hell no more —
You’re gonna burn in hell no more…
Are you sure what to think of me?
Do you know how I should be?
Is there any damn explanation for this world?
And what kind of healing would I need?
Only one thing I know is that I need some help,
I must finish this song to find it all out
A miracle healing…
Hello my friend!
It’s late and I want to sleep
And I’m sitting here all alone with my ghosts tonite
I don’t know what to write to you
I just want to say that I’m thinking of you
And I hope that you’re all right
I am, well… better
I think it must be because of this letter
And if it’s not so then I really,
I really don’t have a clue
If I slept for a thousand years
would you dig inside my pyramid?
Would you resurrect me from the dead,
Would you light up my darkness,
Would you give me…
A miracle healing…?