Higher (Hazem Beltagui Radio Edit)

Here I'm at your door,
Cold wind in your eyes,
The taste of love how far,
You keep me hanging on...

Tell me that you're near,
Tell me that it's real,
Tell me that the dark you've kept me in with building wall...

Here I'm at your door,
Cold wind in your eyes,
The taste of love how far,
You keep me hanging on...

Tell me that you're near,
Tell me that it's real,
Tell me that the dark you've kept me in with building wall...

Hide me away from pain and suffering,
And stay with me,
I've been so alone,
Take me higher, higher...