Wish i had a kind of sense. Wish i had a bit of that everlasting hand that makes it all so intense. Wish i said the words again. Wish i saved the night but i do not understand to let the right one come in. Now should i stay or could i fail. Would i let it all away. Or do you feel the same await. The Desperation Await. Now can i change the life i know. Can i change this life from an everlasting low that keeps our hearts in our hole. Can i say the words again. Can i save the night so i really understand to let the right one come in. Should i stay, could i fail? Would i let it all away. Or do you feel the same await. The Desperation await.