It's Spring Lyrics

Spirit is like a finger in the page of life
I′m writing something at your door
You have to come out to read what was written
At your door stands a person who looks like you
No signing, no letter, no message
And it's a caller in time and space
To focus on it needs time
To leave the own creation
Is the way to feel about

Sentences placed in your heart
Accepted as a law
To break your will
To give the choice which paint to use
Which paint you use

The world of the world from outside the house
Of black and white nightmares
Planted long ago
By the ones without a home in their hearts
They never read the message written on their doors
They never crossed the threshold
So the world outside is yours

I′m writing something at your door
You have to come out to read what was written
At your door stands a person who looks like you
To focus on it needs time
To leave the own creation

Planted long ago
By the ones without a home in their hearts
And they never read the message written on their doors
They never crossed the threshold
So the world outside is yours

They never read the message written on their doors
They never crossed the threshold
So the world outside is yours