Love makes wounds into the older skin.
Today is so hard to talk,
to breathe again...
I guess I know I'm strong enough.
I guess I hope I'll find the gold...
but that's not reality.
I've got the fire to burn my past.
I guess I know I'm strong enough.
I guess I hope I'll find the gold...
but that's not reality.
Singing along I need you...
Feeling so small I miss you...
The time is running out...
For years...
Today is so hard to talk,
to breathe again...
I guess I know I'm strong enough.
I guess I hope I'll find the gold...
but that's not reality.
I've got the fire to burn my past.
I guess I know I'm strong enough.
I guess I hope I'll find the gold...
but that's not reality.
Singing along I need you...
Feeling so small I miss you...
The time is running out...
For years...