I'm cured When you say there's something left It's pure Just to know we will always be friends I hope you find your mind and let them go There's nothing left to do in this town There's no where left to fly but on the ground I'll reach you
It's over me That I cannot describe it My friends You know that I can't hide it Like planets Contemplate my worlds Painting all the colours Running dry like me
There's nothing left to say in this town There's nowhere left to hide but inside pride I'll reach you I'll reach you There's nothing left to do in this town There's no where left to fly but on the ground I'll reach you Tonight (I'll reach you) Tonight (I'll reach you) Tonight (I'll reach you) Tonight
I'm cured When you say there's something left When you say there's something left I'm cured
There's nothing left to do in this town There's no where left to fly but on the ground I'll reach you Tonight (I'll reach you) Tonight (I'll reach you) Tonight (I'll reach you) Tonight (no matter were u are) Tonight Tonight I'll reach you I'll reach you Tonight
by: *PTinaS*
Compositores: David Alexander John Mcpherson (David Macpherson), Joseph Edward Morgan, Simon John Taylor (Simon Taylor) ECAD: Obra #16873464