Tekster: Book Of Love. Lovebubble. Enchanted.

Under the open sky or wool of clouds above
I see white egrets weary not thereof
So
Much so more so
Enchanted
Enchanted soul

Melt into the silence eluding me still
Is it just a dream? I will not--or will
So
Much so more so
Enchanted
Enchanted soul

A silver shadow that others fail to see
The tremble of your lip forever tempting me

So
So
Much so more so
Enchanted
Enchanted soul
Enchanted soul
Much so more so
Enchanted soul
Much so more so
Enchanted soul
Much so more so
Enchanted soul