Wish I had a kind of sense.
Wish I had a bit of that everlastning hand that makes it
All so intense.
Wish I said the words again.
Wish I saved the night but I do not understand to let the
Right one come in.
Now should I stay ore could I fail.
Would I let it all away.
Ore do you feel the same await.
The desperation await.
Now can I change the life I know.
Can I change this life from an everlasting low that keeps
Our hearts in our hole.
Can I say the words again.
Can I save the night so I really understand to let the
Right one come in.
Should I stay, could I fail?
Would I let it all away.
Ore do you feel the same await.
The desperation await.