How can I see tomorrow if you keep me in the dark
When will I see forever if you damn me from the start
There must be a way to get through to your
Blackened heart
You build a wall inside a wall and there's no door
Lay your body by the water
Press your face against my soul
Wading through all your convictions
We can come in from the cold
Searching greener pastures, finding desert sands
Cycles on the treadmill turn up empty hands
Do I have to bloodlet just to get another chance
Inside of you there's a view that sees me there
Lay your body by the water
Press your face against my soul
Wading through all your convictions
We can come in from the cold
Lay your body by the water
Press your face against my soul
Wading through all your convictions
We can come in from the cold.
Saturday, 8 November 2008
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