اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
She sits in a room with fear
Painting a wall with iron tears
Her looks change to fit her own
Leaving her fading friends for love
Broken window on her wall
Sun of luminous brings her fall
Memories fill the broken pains
Breathing out her fall gains
(chorus)
You want it, You need it
God's got it, Let it go
Filter thoughts color the white
Clinching fists crash the light
Words hang like feeble threads
A heart that pierced and left for dead
Shutting eyes and turning away
Leaves her here for another day
If your without blame throw your stone
Remembering who gave His own
