Tytuł: Traces of sadness
- Wykonawca: Vanilla Ninja
- Wy¶wietleń: 341
His future’s about to burn
His face was a mask of violence
He just reached the bitter end
The point of no return
There was nothing left to reach
Just traces of sadness
All the tears he makes me have cried
Just tackles of madness
All this fantasy that died
He buried his daydreams
But the night was getting alive
The treach is like a fence
That keeps away a second chance
Where the world is free of hands
Dreams are locked and all the rest
He walked at one way street
That leeds into desperation
And he learned the heart is weak
To steel it like a teet
There was nothing left to learn
Just traces of sadness
All the theres he makes my have cried
Just tackles of madness
All this fantasy that died
He buried his daydreams
But the night was getting alive
The treach is like a fence
That keeps away a second chance
Where the world is free of hands
He thought in his soal he found
The words he had to learn
There is nowhere to return
Just traces of sadness
All the tears he makes me have cried
Just tackles of madness
All this fantasy that died
He buried his daydreams
But the night was getting alive
The treach is like a fence
That keeps away a second chance
Where the world is free of hands
Where the world is free of hands
The traces of sadness
Just traces of sadness
All the tears he makes me have cried
Just tackles of madness
All this fantasy that died
He buried his daydreams
But the night was getting alive
The treach is like a fence
That keeps away a second chance
Where the world is free of hands
Where the world is free of hands
