Blinding light above Brand new day No I won't look up Show me the way
The sun goes down Hand slowly slipping out Silhouette fades Just a mist in the dark
A cold evening Footsteps in the snow At some point they disappear And there's nothing more to follow
This sick road Who have I been chasing Or was it just so good To have every step defined
My hands They turned white Numb knees Are touching the ground If I stay I know what I'll become Another heap of snow Another wasted mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
