My gift, my curse
Each forming two halves of my heart...
I walk through this forest of agony
Searching for an answer...
If only I could take all of it back.
Then maybe we would still go out as...
If only I could take all of it back.
Then maybe we would still go out as...
I walk through this forest of agony
Searching for an answer...
My gift, my curse
Each forming two halves of my heart...
You are my color in this black and white world. My light in the darkness. And my hope in my depressing life. |