اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
It's noise and silence
It's waves of reckless quiet
It's constant concerns coloring my sleep
Will I ever be the same?
Will I ever be the same?
I'm lost in judgment
Judging mostly myself
I'm just afraid of what's ahead
I don't even know which steps to take
I will swim in a fateful sea
Till I can hear and say a name
I'll ride the wave
I'll make the change
But I don't feel prepared for this
Could I live with such lament?
Could I live with such lament?
Could I live with such lament?
I will swim in a fateful sea
Till I can hear and say a name
I'll ride the wave
I'll make the change
But I don't feel prepared for this
Will I ever be the same?
Will I ever be the same?
Will I ever be the same?
Will I ever be the same?
