aken.
My
When you were always aware
Drew a mouth on her
To hear her say
She'll never learn to love me
I hope you feel fine
Rude compliments
That I wrote long ago
Your cry
was never
heard
In a pitch so low
I'll forever fight Holding my cross
Fading away I'll never move
Timing was soft I'm ready to
fade away
Take my time Try not to read between the lines
Not knowing is enough Memory,
how will I learn to love me?
I hope
you feel fine Rude compliments
That I wrote long ago
Your cry
was never
heard In a pitch so low
I'm ready to
fade away
Rude
compliments
That I wrote long ago
Your cry was never
heard In a pitch so low
Fading away I'll never move
Timing was soft I'm ready to fade away
