Slová
I can’t explain where I’ve been.
And though everyone wants to understand,
It doesn’t mean they comprehend,
They can’t grasp where I am.
So I hold my head up high.
Will let no one see my cry.
This stoic face is just a lie.
I want to hide…
In a room, in a house, where no one sees.
In a city, in a place, where I am free
To believe
A fantasy, brighter reality
A chance to just be.
The storm comes and goes in my soul
Left behind, out of control,
Though I’m loved nothing fills the hole
I need to go…
In a room, in a house, where no one sees.
In a city, in a place, where I am free…
To believe
A fantasy, brighter reality
A chance to just be
Bridge:
I thought I could find relief
In my sleep
But I’m not safe, eeeeeeven
In my dreams
In a room, in a house, where no one sees.
In a city, in a place, where I am free…
To believe
A fantasy, brighter reality
A chance to just be
KATHRYN ROSE WOOD
Songtrust Ave