TELL Me hOw cOme,
sOmething ii ReaLLy WAnt...
Were we like children in a play ground?
where we couldn't focus on anything...
Come to me...
just come...
I want you back...
Or maybe I donno...
Understanding the works,
knowing the work of words...
Many nights spent crying myself to sleep
no one loves me anymore...
I BROKE IT OFF
AND I BROKE MY HEART...
I BROKE IT OFF
AND I BROKE MY HEART...
WERE OVER
AND THIS TIME FOR GOOD...
I gave you my heart and you promised me your last...
How can I love someone else if I can not love the...
Alone and cold in
A darkening room she sits...
Maybe mountains were built for this sort of thing,
To get away from the pain the world brings...