There I was, wishing I could.
Wondering if I ever should.
Have come to this place.
Filled with so much hate.
Whispering fate.
It is never too late.
To turn the tide.
And enjoy the ride.
There I was, wishing I could.
Wondering if I ever should.
Have come to this place.
Filled with so much hate.
Whispering fate.
It is never too late.
To turn the tide.
And enjoy the ride.
