Pioneer to the falls

Show me the dirt pile And I will pray that the soul can take Three stowaways Vanish with no guile And I will not pay But the soul can wait The soul can wait It's still pretty What with all these weeks We’ll be fine We’ll be fine But if it’s still pretty What with all these weeks Will we find love And supervise Show me the dirt pile And I will pray that the soul can take Three stowaways And you vanish with no guile And I will not pay But the soul can wait I felt you so much today Oh no, you try You fly straight into my heart You fly straight into my heart Girl, I know you try You fly straight into my heart You fly straight into my heart But here comes the fall... So much for me believing that sorrow So much for dreams we see but never care to know Your heart makes me feel Your heart makes me moan For always and ever, I'll never let go Always concealed Safe and inside, alive! Show me the dirt pile And I will pray that the soul can take Three stowaways In a passion it broke I pull the black from the grey But the soul can wait I felt you so much today...