Sweet blessings they will cover you
and show you truth, but not obscure.
My love is simple and of the roots.
I give it straight, I give it to you.
Sweet blessings they will embrace you
just as I like it too and it’s true:
No man ever did go beyond
love’s territory heaven bound.
Now sweet blessings are with you.
The clock is strikin’ twenty-seven-four.
I’m lookin’ through an empty door
to see how seagulls design their routes.
Good times follow the years of disease.
The strong emerges out of the weak.
I have no proof for what I say.
But all the blessings will stay the same.
Sweet blessings they will cover you
and show you truth, but not obscure.
My love is simple and of the roots.
I give it straight, I give it to you.
Sweet blessings they will embrace you
just as I like it too and it’s true:
No man ever did go beyond
love’s territory heaven bound.
Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany