Caught in a whirlwind of distractions I'm losing touch with You So many thoughts oh they're racing through my head They're chasing me I've got to run
I say it's not my fault As I run and hide behind the walls that I have made To keep you out Can you see me? Can you hear me? I'm crying, I'm dying, I'
Who am I Who am I that You'd love me So twisted inside Who am I Who am I You'd dust me off again Put me back on my feet again Now I'll hold my head up
It's cold outside The wind is blowing on my face again Stumbling through the shadow Over and over and over again It's not supposed to be this way Running
Each step I take from You I see who I really am I know the good in me is only Your reflection I look behind me and I see You no where in sight I look
You hold up a sign You shout out some lines As she hangs her head down You talk about love You sing about grace But would you take her in If she cose
I, I just read your letter And I, I can't tell you how I feel I wish that I could make everything okay But I know that I'm miles and miles away But I'
She buries her head in her pillow again She's looking for love, oh, she's wondering when And it's always, always the same Just another smile, oh, just
Have you ever wished upon a star You could be someone else Besides who you are Have you ever wished upon a star You could wake up and find yourself dreaming
Ok, you tell me this and Alright you tell me that and You say I've bumped my head again But it's a mistake I wanna think something by myself Wanna be,
You say you don't care what I have to say You made your mind up anyway You've been hypnotized, mesmerized You've fallen for their lies Believing the shadows
Have we played these games too long That tomorrow's come and gone While we're waiting for a sign We're distracted by our eyes It's time to let it go
And I'm all mixed up again Which way should I go So many voices in my head I need You, oh I need You I said, I'm all mixed up again Where should I go
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Překlad: Obývaný. Rescue Me.
Překlad: Obývaný. Pryč.
Překlad: Obývaný. Britské svatých.
Překlad: Obývaný. Vše.
