Don't feel like the sun's coming up Don't feel like it's gonna get better
I can't keep promises I forget being seventeen Hard times come to your troubled son Hope is the last thing that he needs Hope is a candle that feeds Off of the air till it leaves almost nothing
Gotta stay Gonna stay Gonna stay Can't stay
Hope only got us so far And the saddest thing As the wind blows your hair Are the seeds of our nothingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
