Parcifal

The wind blew in on the streets of Edinburgh from an ocean 20 miles away
Im with my friend in the chapel Rossylyn searching for my holy grail
Is it too late for this crusade?
What is there for me but this?
And I cant feel immortal cause I cannot feel your kiss
Do you need everything spelled out?
I cant see the scenery without feeling you here by me in heart and mind (but not in body) how did you come to embody grief for me
Never to see you again
Is it too late for this crusade?
What is there for me but this?
And I cant feel immortal cause I cannot feel your kiss
Do you need everything spelled out?
Shes wrong this time
I swear Im fine
She thinks shes always on my mind