I was running out into the cold light Wondering where to go To run away without you All my fear is coming home And it's ripped out from the soul You
I was running out in the cold light, Wondering where to go, To run away, without you. All my fear is coming home, And it's ripped out for the show. You
I was running out in the cold light, Wondering where to go, To run away, without you. All my fear is coming home, And it's ripped out for the show.
