Go! Through the borders of Dreams! Don't wake! To this world of fears Sleep! Don't wake! Your soul is far away Run! Pray! Never to wake up again
Dream about your youth When you had to learn what this fear mean Dream about your life When you had to learn that love does hurt And memories cut Like a knife Pictures of a life
They are all the same All the ways of hate All the ways of love Turned to self-regret
The same mistakes we make The same wrong path we take The pictures of this life Are painted in black and white
Colourless faces Painted black and white Are nothing less than Memories from the pastTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
