Letters کے بول

I found all the letters that you wrote to yourself About how you would do it and stay strong Before you get too old I will tell them of your secrets Of the sorrows about the way that it ended So let me understand that it’s just a game in our hands We never learn to win so you’re sorry All night we spoke of our dreams The way life gets turned upside down It’s never quite what it seems The children are free and the devil is in me Well I turned old freedom into a hero The hero he will wane He will die only a name And in my mind there’s no room So let me understand that it’s just a game in our hands We never learn to win so you’re sorry All night we spoke of our dreams The way life gets turned upside down It’s never quite what it seems All night we spoke of our dreams The way life gets turned upside down