I will reach out and touch,
under the light of the misery.
There's something to breathe,
who do I love, who do I need.
under the light of the misery.
There's something to breathe,
who do I love, who do I need.
In every touch,
Of my misery.
Questioning myself,
who really love me, who really need me.
Of my misery.
Questioning myself,
who really love me, who really need me.
But the question stop there.
When every action,
has shown me the truth.
When every action,
has shown me the truth.
Either to believe or not,
an argument in between my heart and mind.
an argument in between my heart and mind.
❤