St. Peter - Lost Frequencies

I’m riding far away

For nights and days

Going silent they say

I’m running

It’s like your voice I hear

Wind in my face

Keeps drying my tears

I am climbing mountains high

No clouds in sight

Say my morning prayers

Please love me again

My heart is aching

In my head, your voice is echoing

St. Peter shaking his head

He’s saying «no, no, you’re not ready yet»

St. Peter shaking his head

He’s saying «no, no, you’re not ready yet»

I can’t see clear

The memory of you keeps blurring my view

I am lost, nowhere to go

The mountains hide

They’re playing tricks on my mind

You’re not here by my side

You’re further away, my hand far away from you

And I keep trying to forget

The racing youthful mind leaves nothing behind

St. Peter shaking his head

He’s saying «no, no, you’re not ready yet»

St. Peter shaking his head

He’s saying «no, no, you’re not ready yet»

St. Peter shaking his head

He’s saying «no, no, you’re not ready yet»

St. Peter shaking his head

He’s saying «no, no, you’re not ready yet»

Now I found myself

On my knees and then

I’m begging plead

Forgive my sins amen

I can’t bear it anymore

Hanging for plans

Let me go

But St. Peter shaking his head

He’s saying «no, no, you’re not ready yet»

St. Peter shaking his head

He’s saying «no, no, you’re not ready yet