Like a little boy I will try to make you mine Put you in my room And take you out at night I know it ain't fair Yeah it's black and white Try to raise my hand before I had it right So if you could tell me one thing could you tell me why Why I try to be the answer to your alibi I'm not drawn to change you or change your mind There's a balance in the battle of the dark and light Hundred reasons for praying and only one on my mind When they are looking out for you make me go blind
Open up the door To your lovely face Try to be the one Who can give some space Moving too fast you know this ain't race And my heart on you track's and picking up pace So if you could tell me one thing could you tell me how How I spend alone my time when your running around
I'm not drawn to change you or change your mind There's a balance in the battle of the dark and light Hundred reasons for the praying and only one on my mind When they are looking out for you make me go blind
So if you could tell me one thing could you tell me why Why I try to be the answer to your alibi I'm not drawn to change you or change your mind There's a balance in the battle of the dark and light Hundred reasons for the praying and only one on my mind When they are looking out for you make me go blind
Compositor: Griffin Raymond Peterson ECAD: Obra #14215933