Lyrics

You can call me worshipper, you can call me follower. You can call me worshipper, you can call me follower. In my mind, foreign lands, followed lines on my hands. Tasted earth, touched the skies, swam the pools of my eyes. People talked in their fear, rumors always whispered here. Where and why, from what shore, who was I searching for? You can call me worshipper, you can call me follower. But I'm just a wanderer in search of my lover. You can call it foolish, a kind of madness. But I'm just a wanderer in search of my lover. You can call me worshipper, you can call me follower. You can call me worshipper, you can call me follower. Pushed and pulled through these worlds, winding roads I crossed and curled. Pain and love, hope and fear, in between, all unclear. Drunk on time, spin my thoughts, states of mind turning door. Ask me now who I am, turn your back or take my hand. You can call me worshipper, you can call me follower. But I'm just a wanderer in search of my lover. You can call it foolish, a kind of madness. But I'm just a wanderer in search of my lover. There's a fire calling me, burning me, leading me into ecstasy. There's a fire calling me, burning me, leading me into ecstasy. You can call me worshipper, you can call me follower. But I'm just a wanderer in search of my lover. You can call me worshipper, you can call me follower. But I'm just a wanderer in search of my lover.