my goals,my eyes and a little bit of your honesty besides our past we are lost in eternity tell why,my life supposed to be insecsere I dared to stop hundred times loosing my sense of fear
and maybe tomorrow i'll change get use to not to live in past and maybe tomorrow i'll deny saving morally best for last
my mirrors,brand new lies and a little bit of your trust in me could save our rains and not snowing till next year say how,you hate i need to know all details sounds crap,i'm late give me a chance to defeat
and maybe tomorrow i'll change get use to not to live in past and maybe tomorrow i'll deny saving morally best for last
and tonight whims are about us what will happen if its' not more us could they feel jealous by looking at us should we forget and create a new us