I need your words to get me through the day,
I need your hand to hold mine...

There is days when I feel like I have to flee,
but it's always impossible to hide this torment...

For a little moment,
everything was perfect...

All these terrible things I'm constrained to see,
got me lost belief about things gettin' better...

Here comes the question I used to hide,
what is love - is it futile...