You know, how you dont have to see someones face to know they mean it That's how it is with a song to me I know a true voice when I hear it In your head write words carefully
I used to go, through glass now you see me, even when I not visible to myself, eyes turn round to when you are. I used to only hear myself, now your language and music
If we lost years, were we lost? If we were lonely, why couldn't we run away from people? If we blamed ourselves, we know better now. We were just weak. If we were feeling dirty,
She was a fox didnt you see the way I ran from her eyes stole my halo and showed me the true form from disguise what an angel foxi could be if it realize would if only