Please stop, don’t walk, don’t talk. This time I must be strong enough, but it’s not enough because it’s hard… I will raise my head up high and lift my voice high, with pride.
This time I’ll make things right, this time I won’t look back, because time will not go back, so I’ll find myself this time. Guilty forever, now you’ve tasted it you won’t leave it, forever and ever. You won’t see me, you won’t miss me, and so you won’t see me falling.
The Gift, AM - FM