Until my eyes close to a permanent sleep
Let him not judge me for I am weak...
Does her bright blue eyes impress you?
She tells you all the things you want to hear...
Opening my eyes to a world unseen
once had an image of it...
Opening my eyes to a world unseen
once had an image of it...
Does her bright blue eyes impress you?
She tells you all the things you want to hear...
Until my eyes close to a permanent sleep
Let him not judge me for I am weak...
Everyone wants life to be ideal, everyone search for paradise even though we can’t find it that doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. It can be within your heart. |
Even thought people words can hurt like swords, that doesn’t mean it has to kill us and that the wounds won’t heal. |
Life is like a race if you quit when things get hard, you won’t ever reach the gold. |