Heavy Heart - Out Of Hand | Текст песни

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I tried to write a song out of my despair
that we could sing along (we could sing along),
whenever our lives are slipping out of hands.

We talked about last summer,
I know that I should keep looking forward
but I barely recovered.
Memories still hit my head when I’m bored.

It won't come back,
life's not meant to remain intact.
We will take different paths
but it won't keep our hearts from beating.
We will bury fresh seeds in the ground.
We may grow apart.

I feel powerless,
I can’t get this heavy weight off my chest.
It’s like a part of myself,
Nostalgia won’t ever let me rest.

It won't come back,
life's not meant to remain intact.
We will take different paths
but it won't keep our hearts from beating.
We will bury fresh seeds in the ground.
We may grow apart.

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