No matter gray or grim;
it's those tiny little sparks
daily life that makes me
forget my wounded heart
It doesn't matter when
it may rain or it may shine
blurred memories of us
come back from time to time
it's those tiny little sparks
daily life that makes me
forget my wounded heart
It doesn't matter when
it may rain or it may shine
blurred memories of us
come back from time to time