Footsteps Your footsteps stay printed in the sand,
they lead the way to another land
I follow them to this special place
where I can be with all my grace
When I follow you, I lose my hate,
I regain my hope, I regain my faith
Faith in that love can also touch us,
who have waited long for a tender touch
I strive to wander like youve done
I follow you, until your footsteps are gone. |