teps on the floor, show time for the door to scream from the hinge, to sing from the soul. Dust on the clock, clams on not to shock me with minutes left, till I'll be whole.
I'm not afraid, that time flies by, I'm not afraid to hold my head up high I found myself brought to books trough the times of troubled youth. I found questions with no truth, questions with no answers
I have been weak, my mind starts to seek a way out of my abused body. fear starts to reak, as i rise from my seat to grow into the life cos I am ready
I'm not afraid, that time flies by, I'm not afraid to hold my head up high I found myself brought to books trough the times of troubled youth. I found questions with no truth, questions with no answers
why! Should! I give up my cradle time! , flies! Can I do it later ? why! Should! I give up my cradle time! , flies! Can I do it later ?
Ill be gone for tomorrow, at least as a child I once were as child you once knew is there a chance I could borrow. At least as a child I once were, as a child you once knewTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
