She doesn’t guide you through
She smart here to send the
It’s so cold on the streets
Through my hand I’d see so much snow
It’s okay I am mortal on my heart
Can’t see so much this cares on the blue rise
On my heart I feel so much glue
It’s all mine
I'm in trouble on my hand into the broken
I'm okay you're love there’s no way into
Don’t look back
Oh don’t my love
We can’t be under so much
Into the
I choose my hand as it guides you
