сладкой ваты туман - на руках неба

и ветер не будет подгонять меня

вернуться.

во вчера? нет, гораздо дальше.





come tomorrow - tomorrow i'll be gone

you know it, so come - tomorrow

never tried to hope. never will. hoping is believing.

i don't want to believe.

cause i know - there is nothing to believe in.

and believing in nothing is too painfull for me.



don't wanna be hurt again. WON'T BE!!!