grain of sand

There´s a place my father told me long ago,
the roads are paved with golden dreams.
I´m going straight ahead i don´t look back,
I might not take it anymore

I hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold

Left my family to see the world,
picked up my life, my golden dreams.
Well, feel the blood is running through my veins,
like the river flow to break the stone.

I hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold

I know my way, back home to you,
when i get lost in broken dreams.
I miss my love, but i will go,
to places i have never seen.

I hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold

I´m just a grain of sand
on a neverending shore
the flood is drawing me back to the sea
to places i have never been.

written by Volker Merschky und Simone Pfaff