I'll survive you, I will survive you. Well, it's too late, I know, to change the way we go. From this day on I want to stay on. Now that I've started learning.
I thought about my scene today. And I've finally got the words to say. The truth is cutting like a knife. Gonna use it to cut away my strife. The grass is green and the sky is blue.
Driving in the wind and rain as evening comes. Longing to see him again, I've been away too long. But in the moonlight I can feel my heart is beating like a drum.