Wanderer’s Lyrics :

In my mind
Foreign lands
Followed lines
On my hands
Tasted earth
Touched the skies
Swam the pools
Of my eyes

People talked
In their fear
Rumours always
Whispered here
Where and why,
From what shore
Who was I
Searching for

You can call me worshipper
You can call me follower
But I’m just a wanderer
In search of my lover
You can call it foolish
A kind of madness
But I’m just a wanderer
In search of my lover

Pushed and pulled
Through these worlds
Winding roads
I crossed & curled
Pain & love
Hope & fear
In between
All unclear

Drunk on time,
Spin my thoughts
States of mind
Turning doors
Ask me now
Who I am
Turn your back
Take my hand

You can call me worshipper
You can call me follower
But I’m just a wanderer
In search of my lover
You can call it foolish
A kind of madness
But I’m just a wanderer
In search of my lover

There’s a fire calling me
Burning me
Leading me
Into ecstasy

You can call me worshipper
You can call me follower
But I’m just a wanderer
In search of my lover
You can call it foolish
A kind of madness
But I’m just a wanderer
In search of my lover

[Round round round round round round round round]