to play and we lie to ourselves like love's a pastime and wonder why we sleep beside the tears we cry mending pretending we're fine mending pretending we're fine and everyone's
heart when it breaks see my hands as they shake feel the dark of the night in the midst of the day what's the deal what's the cure there's an aswer i'
loved You through but I'm still nothing next to You I'm still ntohing next to You what I've seen and where I've been what's breaking out and breaking
Is there truth becoming Away from me I fear the flames consuming Could it be I abandoned your side? When all required was a Word Dear you, dear you (
CHORUS I can't change by myself no I can't live without You(2x) Day by day, I'm a slave to my ambition to be free Feel so dead in this web I've spun
Feeling low again insignificant my thoughts and fears overcome my mind I find that there's no easy way to run from everything that's haunting me I'm
Hate escaping and there's a dark veil draping to cover all the innocence our nature leaves behind but giving up and giving in is not what I'm about
never known love to be pure That's why she's always looking for more Tonight's your night I'm not going to fight This feeling any longer She's all alone
You see the shadows standing by your door and as it inches open you say I can't take it anymore it's all too often they take it out of you why can't
we'd leave this world behind and run to a distant nowhere and live off love alone Your love was suffocated now it's excavated and nothing's complicated
lost to question their soul direction the stones they run to fall never looking over a fading shoulder to see just what's become the time's reasing joy
it's holding you by all the things you've hidden so far down inside you just can't see a way to escape this life, you're so blind It's killing me to
we're gonna party like it's 1699 We been spending most our lives Living in an Amish paradise I've churned butter once or twice Living in an Amish paradise It's
're gonna party like it's 1699 We been spending most our lives Living in an Amish paradise I've churned butter once or twice Living in an Amish paradise It's
