Disappearing World کے بول

A little says a lot when writing from across the world under the cover of the air open your letterbox each day to catch a glimpse of me someone who's trying just to breathe don't ask, my love, "where is it that your peace comes from?" I found it in a disappearing world I'm running out of time to make a sentimental plea pass off this trivial affair that made me motion sick to be displaced in history and separated by a stare don't ask, my love, "where is it that your peace comes from?" I found it in a disappearing world I found it in the beauty of a world whose intentions were not as clear as they could be whose reflection was not made to look like me I'm running out of time to make a sentimental plea don't ask, my love, "where is it that your peace comes from?" I found it in a disappearing world I found it in the beauty of a world I found it in a disappearing world