Labyrinth [Recordings at Abbey Road Studios]

Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh, oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-eh-eh-eh Oh-oh-eh-oh-eh Just like a spy through smoke and lights I escaped through the back door of the world And I saw things getting smaller Fear as well as temptation Everything is reflection As I make my way through this labyrinth And my, and my sense of direction Is lost like the sound of my steps See, I'm lost like the sound of my steps Scent of dried flowers I'm walking through the fog Walking through the fog Scent of dried flowers I'm walking through the fog Through the Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-eh-ehi-eh Eh-oh-eh-eh-eh-eh-oh I see my memories in black and white They are neglected my space and time I store all my days in boxes I left my wishes so far away behind I find my only salvation Is playing hide and seek in this labyrinth And my, my sense of connection Is lost like the sound of my steps See, I'm lost like the sound of my steps Scent of dried flowers I'm walking through the fog Walking through the fog Scent of dried flowers I'm walking through the fog Walking through the fog Words, sounds, music and I'm spinning in, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Words, sounds, music and I'm spinning out I want to stay here I am waiting for the rain I want it to wash away Everything, everything, everything Scent of dried flowers I'm walking through the fog Walking through the fog Scent of dried flowers I'm walking through the fog Walking through the fog Scent of dried flowers And I'm walking through the fog Walking through the fog Scent of dried flowers And I'm walking through the fog There I'm staying, I'm staying, I'm staying