This time around, I promised
I'd keep my feet planted on the ground,
but I noticed
that talk is cheap and it's not that easy...
I'm at your door, I know you're not home,
but I can't take another night
waiting for the phone to ring...
I know I'm leaving here alone again.
I think that I'd be lying to myself
if I said
I haven't been looking for a way out...
It seems to me that when everything fell apart
you were the light in my dark.
but your flame burned out
and your touch went cold
thinking everything you were
is just a story you told to me...
What kind of story are you tellin' me?
Your motive was clear
and it managed, to make its way inside me
find the things that make me happy,
turn them inside out
I've got hope, the only way to go
with such a desperate situation
that just can't be left alone,
your honesty will never show.
I can find my happiness inside myself,
but I think,
I'd rather share that happiness with someone else.
It seems to me that when everything fell apart
you were the light in my dark.
but your flame burned out
and your touch went cold
thinking everything you were
is just a story you told to me...
and how the story ends
is completely in my hands
want nothing short of a happy ending,
life is short so lets stop pretending...
What you wish for is what you get.
It seems to me that when everything fell apart
you were the light in my dark.
but your flame burned out
and your touch went cold
thinking everything you were
is just a story you told to me...
It seems to me that when everything fell apart
you were the light in my dark.
but your flame burned out
and your touch went cold
thinking everything you were
is just a story you told to me.

ENVIAR CORRECCIONES