Wanderlust Songtext
von Mainfelt

Are not these restless legs
And all this yearning and longing
To drain the cup of sorrow to the dregs
It′s the wrong feeling of belonging
And it burns under your feet
The road lies bittersweet

It's like a thousand fires burning
Like a hundred years of yearning
Don′t you feel the world is turning
And it's like a must
Like a thousand fires burning
Like a hundred years of yearning
When it overcomes you
To wonder last


And all the people that you meet
With their heads down in the street
And empty eyes
It hurts like a hundred stabbing knives
And it burns under your feet
The road lies bittersweet

It's like a thousand fires burning
Like a hundred years of yearning
Don′t you feel the world is turning
And it′s like a must
Like a thousand fires burning
Like a hundred years of yearning
When it overcomes you
To wonder last

Oh, don't you carry nothing
It might be a load
Oh, don′t you carry nothing
It might be a load

It's like a thousand fires burning
Like a hundred years of yearning
Don′t you feel the world is turning
And it's like a must
Like a thousand fires burning
Like a hundred years of yearning


Don′t you feel the world is turning
And it's like a must
Like a thousand fires burning
Like a hundred years of yearning
When it overcomes you
To wonder last