My trust is on the edge Vain is the comfort So hard to keep Faith in the men So misplaced So is the hope for Voice from the sky
Forgiving, believing, hoping and receiving One by one all this is falling apart Gone, out of grace to oblivion To get lost and to fade inside
Come, whisper lies to me Vain are the words of Comfort and care This solitude Is unearned So is the treason So is the lie
Forgiving, believing, hoping and receiving One by one all this is falling apart Gone, out of grace to oblivion To get lost and to fade insideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
