Looking for your pretty eyes
hoping it`d be better
you ran away to realize
that nothing realy matters
(now)all the words are
decomposed
(and)thoughts are burned in
shadows
i`ve always been so petrified
that nothing realy matters
Can the world help me be?
I`m not its child of destiny
but when you come
suddenly it`s destiny
I didn`t want to hurt your lips
for give me.Iwas jealous
will anybody turn back time?
it`s deadly serious matter
Sting:
The Bridge:
The Bridge:
