Oh, how I wish you were here. We were just two lost souls. Swimming in a fish bowl. Year after year. . And now I'm running over. That same old ground.
So, so you think you can tell heaven from Hell. Blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?. A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell?.
So, so you think you can tell heaven from Hell. Blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?. A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell?.