Inure - Daar Staan Hy lyrics

Thoughts of what tomorrow brings Keeping in a lucid State A sleep of dreams that might awaken Cannot put the mind to rest In and out of words unspoken Drifts across my eyes Wondering what will be And where my standing lies There he stands Her eyes behold Without words to unfold fate that grips A warming cold Left in time to be told Face captures turning thoughts Open dreams to a part Asleep in arms wrapped softly To shiver in content Fate that grips A warming cold Left in time to be told There he stands Her eyes behold Without words to unfold