now i'm just chasing time with a thousand dreams I'm holding heavy and as we cross the line these fading beats have all been severed don't tell me our youth is running out Its only just begun
If i asked you for good news would you smile and turn away its like a bad dream that is too afraid to wake
there are many among us and we're changing all the time maybe the same old fears what have we here
Nessun commento:
Posta un commento