Binance

Saving (Thirteen Senses)

I see so little time My eyes are crossed, my hands are tied All I wanna do is that great thing I never see a passer-by My skin is cold, it's turned to ice And everything I do, I want leaving me And I guess it's a might With a light that you fight You turn a blind eye To the world in the sky I didn't know in your lies Above your head you hold so high All my energy is behind it A dream for the passers-by My eyes are wasted here tonight I never tried to get across the feeling And I guess it's a might With a light that you fight You turn a blind eye To the world in the sky