اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
You say I'm only,
One of many that fails to see.
Your eyes are my eyes,
Look upon these wounded skies.
This heart is your heart,
Beating for you and never stop.
How do we stop this again?
The first cut, sharp and stinging.
How do we stop this happening?
Lines drawn and so it begins.
All the love,
In the world.
You can say,
That you never had.
To take a life,
From the world.
Can't jusitify and,
Don't understand.
How do we stop this again?
The first cut, sharp and stinging.
How do we stop this happening?
Lines drawn and so it begins.
