Is it too late? Nothing to salvage. You look away, clear all the damage. The meaning to all words of love has disappeared. . We used to love one another, give to each other.
Is it too late? Nothing to salvage. You look away, clear all the damage. The meaning to all words of love has disappeared. . We used to love one another, give to each other.
Falling Down everday - to where I can't be found. Left like some wreckage that's been shot down over sacred ground. Can't find a place for refuge - safe exits slip away.