كلمات Breeze

Precious love is random But we inhale the slightest breeze Men can cure the symptoms But never cure the disease What I discovered in a corner of my mind Tell me it's time to face the truth I tried to fight it but it's powerful and blind And tells me what I long to do When every lie is only mirrored verity And every sin a cry for help When you say things you never wanted to be said You know it's time to walk ahead Will I ever beat my demons? Will I ever bear myself? Precious love is random But we inhale the slightest breeze Men can cure the symptoms But never cure the disease When moments seem eternal We should satisfy our needs 'Cause when the drought is coming We should have filled our magazines In ever vice you'll find a little purity And darkness shows the smallest spark In the calm you feel the lightest summer wind And tide is followed by the flood A drop can overflow an ocean easily A moment can destroy a life A little failure is enough to lose your course To find your way back may be hard Will I ever beat my demons? Are the demons bad at all? Precious love is random But we inhale the slightest breeze Men can cure the symptoms But never cure the disease When moments seem eternal We should satisfy our needs 'Cause when the drought is coming We should have filled our magazines Precious love is random But we inhale the slightest breeze Men can cure the symptoms But never cure the disease When moments seem eternal We should satisfy our needs 'Cause when the drought is coming We should have filled our magazines Filled our magazines