I came through the backyard You let the garden die How did I get here? How did I get here? What did I do to deserve this?
The mountain was taller than I could’ve fathomed I hardly believe it from here at the bottom I can’t imagine why you’d want to be at the top Oh my god, what will I do if you ever stop?
Without you, I am surely the last of our kind Without you, I am surely the last of my kindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
