More Than This Hour Testo

Feet don❝t touch the floor -
So wish for something more ;
More than this hour
Stranded by the water-side,
Drifting on the sands of time
Yesterday is fading like a flower...
In this hour... this hour.
For tomorrow,
When every kiss is history,
Still we follow
A blazing trail of chemistry.
Something in the air
Beckons you to dare
To fly into the sun ever higher
To finish what the flame begun.
You say you❝ve wished before,
So wish for something more
Than this hour.