Arc Of Space lyrics
by Bruce Dickinson
There, on a lonely desert hilltopThe pilgrims huddle closerWaiting for a sign, the coming silver shrineThe arc of space and timeTruth, oh, the truth is never clearPerhaps again next yearThe hope lives on beneath the blazing sunOne day you'll comeIn my heart I reach youIn my heart I reach out to youIn my heart I touch the face of GodIn my dreams somehow...In my heart I reach youIn my heart I reach out to youIn my heart I touch the face of GodIt's all a dream...In my heart I reach youIn my heart I reach out to youIn my heart I touch the face of GodIt's all a dream, somehow...Truth, oh, the truth is never clearPerhaps again next yearThe hope lives on beneath the blazing sunOne day you'll come
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