We often live for the moment, not knowing what we do. And sometimes we treat each other, like we don't even have a clue, that someone's hurtin inside, felling lost in their soul. And wondering why they can't smile, eventhough their eyes begin to glow.
(*) Sometimes it feels like I need you, sometimes it feels like hate. Sometimes it feels like I want you, sometimes it feels too late.
Sometimes I want to cry break down and live a lie. Sometimes I only wanna be with you. Sometimes I want to cry break down and live a lie. Sometimes I only wanna know what's true. I need you. (*)
It's so amazing.
You often turn to someone, who doesn't seem to really care. Instead of giving you attention, he judges by the clothes you wear. Why can't people stop to think about, how much harm a laugh can do. But at the same time you can turn around and give a smile to me and you.