Übersetzung: On Broken Wings. A Beautiful Tragedy.
I swam for days a castaway, yeah I'm giving up, I give to you everything that I've pursued you lift me up, your Word is love a song is not enough Turn
I will not forget you We cannot fight forever but forever is getting closer I will not forget you We cannot fight forever but forever is getting closer
I think about the days Im cherishing these memories we have made We still have our stories About the times We stayed up all night talking on the telephone
6 o?clock and I?m dying for this Did you ever really care about me He?s just like everybody And everybody?s just like me Today it might be too late
I lye awake your beside me, And i can still feel breath against my heart I'd lye awake while your shaking, And I am dying inside and no-one knows. And
wakes up Thinks i'ts impossible Where were you when i called? Where were you when i called? This could be our last sign so take a breath and ask why take a
I stood at the front porch as you drive away I should have known youd kill me again but its too late because Im sitting here alone again I followed
kill him for another chance youll never have the love we shared youll never know how much she cares cause she knows you're nothing more you're nothing more than a
I think about the times I spent following your footsteps just to get another glimpse of you I still remember how you taste sitting on the staircase waiting
beating And fill it with hope beyond the stars Only love Another day, another sunrise Washing over everything In its time, love will be mine The beauty and the tragedy
's a story bout a woman with dreams So picture perfect at thirteen, an ebony queen Beneath the surface it was more than just a crooked smile Nobody knew about her secret so it took a
: You were so beautiful Like a child so young and full of life Seems a hundred years ago You saw everything So much more tragedy than good You even watched
, get a grammy, now I'm smashin. Masserati crashin', swerving through the traffic Wrap it round a pole, sell a mil off the tragedy. I defy gravity Blacker
So what does that mean Maybe I?m cynical Painfully logical You?re tragic and beautiful And that?s good enough for me You?re looking for a hero But it
reason the strong breaks - a soul is lost, Im searching for my soul in a myst of boldest insanity, I'd vanity my home is a warzone callamity, randomly, Tragedies
I speak? Here's a thought Wait a million or two about the things that I've done and those that I'd like to. Slept with a stripper and prayed with a
