Never ever shall I spend my time
tellin’ things of the untrue mind.
Never ever shall I be so unkind
not to push you beyond the line.
All the pages are unwritten,
all the stories untold:
Tomorrow’s silent friend
comes in a carriage of gold.
Never ever shall I condemn you, my friend,
never ever tell you the unhappy tale.
Never ever will my love for you fade,
never ever will my looks change.
All the worlds are open,
nothing is lost.
The Lord is protection,
He is the tender touch.
Never ever shall I spend my time
doin’ things of the ugly mind.
Never ever shall I be so unkind
not to kick out all the lies.
All the pages are re-written,
all the stories unfold:
Your tomorrow’s glory-gold
comes with my boner sweet and strong.
Never ever shall I put you down, my friend,
never ever tell the falsehood tale.
Never ever will my love for you fade,
never ever will my heart turn away.
All my channels are open
and cosmic is my lust.
My love is protection,
I know the power-touch.
Never ever shall I spend my time
telling things of the untrue mind.
Never ever shall I be so unkind
not to push you beyond the line.
All the worlds are open,
nothin’ is too much.
The lord is protection,
he is the tender touch.
Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany