Can’t find the time to say how much things mean this way. It’s not the fear inside of us or something more that drives us. It’s not the courage helping us hold on for so long. When all that used to be is gone and we just cannot carry on. What will be of what we’ve made?
Take me away…
Are we or are we not supposed to fight this to the end? And what are the chances that we will see good times again.
Are we or are we not supposed to fight this to the end? And I don’t want to be stuck here, stranded with no means to defend. Take me away.
(When we go down, nowhere to be found, loves lost, hopes gone but we must stay strong. )
(When we go down, nowhere to be found, loves lost, hopes gone but we must stay strong. )Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
