Hanging by the same mistakes
Waiting for the cold to break
Trying to find a better way
Than living life from day to day
We get so tired
And emotionally out of shape
We get so drained
From sunny days spent in the rain
I watch you make like it’s all worth it
When inside I know that you’re still searching
You have to wait
The King of Oblivion (Written by Kirk McLeod, arranged by Seven Nations) Between the refuge…
When every block and tree offered endless chances When dreams burned with purity, love, goblins…
Here she comes like a Queen all through the wintertime Skirts that billow long after…
İçimdeki ateş dinse,külleri donsa Günler değil,aylar değil,yıllarım yansa Garip canım musallada döne döne yumsa Unutamam…
elim kolum bagli… önündeyim. benim her sarkim senin icin yazildi söyle ben kimim.. yasli bir…