Créditos
Artistas intérpretes
Alphaville
Intérprete
Bernhard Lloyd
Teclados
Marian Gold
Voces
Carol Kenyon
Voces de fondo
Tessa Niles
Voces de fondo
Tim Cansfield
Guitarra
Andy Richards
Teclados
Gavyn Wright
Dirección
Andy Gray
Programación
Henry Jackman
Programación
Paul Simm
Programación
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Bernhard Lloyd
Composición
Marian Gold
Composición
Rick Echolette
Composición
Producción e ingeniería
Alphaville
Ingeniería de mezcla
Oswald Krienke
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
ADRIAN SCARFF
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Gustavo Moratorio
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Neil Tucker
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Nick Woolage
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Simon Wall
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Andy Richards
Producción
Letra
[Verse 1]
There is too much confusion
Much too much impact of obscene terror
I wonder why I'm still surfin'
On this wave of obsession
Is there a reason to stay any longer?
Longer
[Verse 2]
There is too much confusion
Much too much impact of obscene terror
I wonder why I'm still surfing
On this wave of obsession
Is there a reason to stay any longer?
Waiting for some cool messiah
Give me a reason to stay here forever
Waiting for something to come
[Verse 3]
Is it my soul?
Is it that glimpse of light I never forget to expect?
Or is it you
Some kind of angel that keeps me in waiting forever?
Is it my soul? (Forever)
Some kind of angel?
[Verse 4]
There's too much war on the outside
Much too much impact of symbols and meanings
I wonder why I'm still fighting
In this ocean of questions
Is there a reason to stay any longer?
Waiting for something to come
Give me one reason to stand on this island
Waiting for something to come
[Verse 5]
Is it my soul?
Is it that glimpse of light I never forget to expect?
Or is it you
Some kind of angel that keeps me in waiting forever?
Is it my soul?
Is it that glimpse of light I never forget to expect?
[Verse 6]
Waiting
Waiting
[Verse 7]
Is there a reason to stay any longer?
Waiting for something to come
I wonder why I'm still fighting
There is too much confusion
Much too much impact of obscene terror
(Waiting)
On this wave of obsession
[Verse 8]
Is it my soul?
Is it my soul?
Is it my soul?
Is it my soul?
[Verse 9]
Is it my soul?
Is it that glimpse of light I never forget to expect?
Or is it you
Some kind of angel that keeps me in waiting forever?
[Verse 10]
Is it my soul?
Is it that glimpse of light I never forget to expect?
Or is it you
Some kind of angel that keeps me in waiting forever?
[Verse 11]
Is it my soul?
(Forever)
(Forever)
Is it my soul?
(Forever)
(Forever)
Is it my soul?
Written by: Bernhard Lloyd, Marian Gold, Rick Echolette

