Now I can't feel my fingers But I'm trying to breathe Where do I end? I don't think this is me Well, I think that I'm thinking But there's too much to know It seems that I'm shrinking While I continue to grow There's someone inside me But it's not really clear It seems that I'm changing But I'm not really here
I can't feel with these hands I don't think with this mind It's just that I'm looking But don't see with these eyes Now I'm happy to be here To contain what I've lost Just by thinking this thought Two parallels cross Just by thinking I'm here I will soon disappear Who cares and who knows Where I've been or will go? My true name was written In the water and snow And that was the time To let it all go To let it all go To let it all go
Freedom! Freedom! Freedom from fear! Freedom! Freedom! Freedom from fear! Freedom! Freedom! Freedom from...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
