syndulla

I'm tired of saying sorry For every single thing I'll make it up to me I owe it to myself I'm tired of losing feeling From thoughts about your mind I put the words in my head Wanna know you're fine Too many times I let me down Too many times I needed me And now that you're gone The storm comes Waiting patiently Nothing to see When will this day end To see your face again O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh Pieces of you Burn through Many moments of my life Not through Giving up On the ways you built me up Worlds on fire Wanna fly away And now that you're gone The storm comes Waiting patiently Nothing to see When will this day end To see your face again O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh