It’s no real excuse to be broken
We’re tired but longing for more
I guess it’s really a matter of killing
Time before it’s slipping away

We find ourselves comfort in dreaming
Though sleep has long lost its appeal
We silently race down the lane we once came on
What are you staring at me?!

If we walk through this door
It’s the point of no return

We find ourselves comfort in dreaming
Though sleep has long lost its appeal
We silently race down the lane we once came on
What are you staring at me?!

If we walk through this door
It’s the point of no return
If true love hits the floor
It’s too late to go on

It’s too late to go on


compositores: Black Mount Rise
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