كلمات 187

Who wants to hear my story? Do I want to face the truth? The shadows of my worries Are tearing at my youth. Where else could I go? What more shall I try? When the kiss of love Turns into a lie! Can I steer the ship before it hits the shore? Another broken cradle lying on the floor. I've been searching for a God But his face was turned away. Father don't deceive me now Your child led astray. The dove has left, it's out sight, An open door, a ray of light. But it's just another night Father, how can this be right? Can I steer the ship before it hits the shore? Another broken cradle lying on the floor. I've been searching for a God But his face was turned away. Father don't deceive me now Your child led astray.