Walking through dark streets,
the cold is looking for some
way to stroke my skin.
My body is shaking,
my knees are weak,
intense emotions
overflowing me...
I try to find myself,
I try to move on,
dont know where I am,
please carry me home...
I try to find myself,
I try to move on,
dont know where I am,
please carry me home...
But I tell you whats
inside of me will never die,
will never die...
I try to find myself,
I try to move on,
dont know where I am,
please carry me home...
I try to find myself,
I try to move on,
dont know where I am,
please carry me home...
But I tell you whats
inside of me
will never die,
will never die...
