Somebody chose these words for you
Interpretations of the truth.
Somewhere behind your fear they hide
To fill the holes inside.
Somebody chose these words for you
Interpretations of the truth.
Somewhere behind your fear they hide
To fill the holes inside.
When the day comes in
And the Sun won't touch my face
Tell the ones who cared enough
That I finally left this place
It's been so cold...
Look at my face,
All the stories it will tell I can't erase.
The road is long,
Just one more song -
A little something to remind you when I'm gone,
When I'm gone...