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too much soldiers on the kings roadI want to hold you there, but you just don’t care
near the wind you touched my mind you were so fair
a cruel twist had chained you to the oppressors door
and I had to for-get your heart but the world shone no more
the fruitful garden lost in noise and the stones too hard to bare
too much soldiers on the kings road
no more room for the angel whispers
too much things stood in the way
of the dawn of our love
I want to hold you there, but you just couldn’t do it
near the river you touched my soul with your green eyes from the river
but the chains had broke you down a long time be-fore you could de-liver
nobody could re-member the way we used to be
nobody could re-member the way we used to be
too much soldiers on the queens road
no more room for the angel whispers
too much things stood in our way
of the dawn of our charms
I want to hold you here try to break away now
in the sun of the wild there are no rules inside
don’t be a slave nobody can hold you. we are part of the light
a change to the ancient ways of our deeper dreams of trying
too much soldiers on the peoples road
no more room for you and me
too much longing stood in the way
of the dawn of the love
no-body could re-member the way we used to be
nobody could re-member the way we used to be one
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