Dead Can Dance - Labour of Love Songtexte

forced by necessity i arrive at your door
these gifts i bring to you for your benefit alone

in anticipation of things to come
a labour a labour of love

the sacrifice is made to ensure our prosperity
a small price to pay for the knowledge that we now own

so until we meet again at some fixed point in time
have faith in our ability to realise the potential of our dreams

origin of my dreams destiny so it seems
origin of my dreams destiny so it seems
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