it's cold in life here i am i breathe on my own push expectations it's no use turning a broken neck pull back i don't know what's better somewhere in the middle a soft heart slips and sinks through loving hands i'm not breathing in life here i am let me down
i've always been fairly good at adapting, but i never said i liked it. i have a feeling a lot of changes are coming my way... as if plenty hasn't changed already.
I can't see how The way that you leave me alone Makes us close I must be out of touch I won't ask you To give up on the things That seem to keep you gone But I can be gone too