Four A.M. two hours to go I'm wearing out a lonely glow. I miss you more than I could know. Here I am, here I am, won't you get me?
I've got my hands in redemption's side Whose scars are bigger than these doubts of mine. I'll fit all of these mosnstrosities inside and I'll come alive.
My fears have worn me out My fears have worn me out My fears have worn me, worn me. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.