Schiller - Desire lyrics

[Schiller - Desire lyrics]

Turn my silver into gold
Not afraid of getting old
Want my soul, remove the cold
When the night comes, give me hold

Gold I need to build your dreams
Older, wiser than it seems
Cold as ice you play with me

And you hold on to your dream
Turn my silver into gold
Not afraid of getting old
Want my soul, remove the cold
When the night comes, give me hold

Gold I need to buy your dreams
Older, wiser than it seems
Cold as ice you play with fire

And you hold on to desire

Gold I need to build your dreams
Older, wiser than it seems
Cold as ice you play with fire

And you hold on to desire

Turn my silver into gold
Not afraid of getting old
Want my soul, remove the cold
When the night comes, give me hold

Gold I need to buy your dreams
Older, wiser than it seems
Cold as ice, a man of means
And you hold on to your dreams

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