W h
e n s h e w a s j u s
t a g i r l ,
she
expected the w o r l
d ,
but it flew away
from her reach,
and the bullets catch
in her teeth.
Life goes on, it gets so
heavy.
The wheel breaks the butterfly.
Every tear a
waterfall.
In the
night, the stormy night,
s h e c l o s e
h e r e y e s,
a n d d r e
a m s o f
p a r
a d i s
e.
.. ... . .. . .. ..
... .
'Cause I still don't know how to
act.
Don't know what to
say.
Still wear the scars like it was
yesterday.
But you're long gone and moved on,
'cause you're long gone.
But I still don't know where to start,
still finding my
way.
Still talk about you like it was yesterday, but you're long
gone and moved on.
... .. . .. .. . . ... . . .. .. . .
... .. . . .. . ... . ... .
.