We ran through the Greenwoods Bethlehem. When the rain came. How the rain came. We hide our love beneath the trees. They gave us shelter. Gave us shade.
There are emeralds in the moon glow. And storms raging through my mind. Just a whisper in the shadows. And I fell into the night. . Won't you let me out?.
Born to break or to last, is it all in the past?. Is that a scar or a birthmark?. Retracing this cold heart and now I'm all out of thread. And I don't want to die here.