Finding the right words
Love's an infection but hate is the cure


I know the night will come even on the greatest day
no grudges or regrets
just a bad taste in my mouth


no matter how far we are
no matter how scared we are

it was written in the stars
no matter how close we are
no matter how strong we are

it wasn't written in the stars

As a crossroads in our life

like a train that's always late
No wound is too deep
when the blood's no longer here


in my dreams
I am sleeping with my only chance, I'm breathing faith..hand in hand

In my days
I'm so sorry
for every time that

I am disappointed