Glad - Glasser

Somebody said, «Hey, slow down, wait for me»

Why wait for me at all?

Then I said, «There's a person who willingly will lead»

We’ll all follow him too far

While we’re marching in a circle

There’s a fire in your eyes

Fire’s calm but the truth burns on

While we wait around to die

Hold me closer, break your trembling

Never thought I’d see you cry

Now I steal a kiss, young ladies

And prepare to watch them fly