We can build through this destruction
as we are standing on our feet.
I wish I could just hold you
as you cry, and breath those days away,
together.
Oh, you of little faith.
Please. It hurts -
when "I love you" doesn't mean anything to you
anymore.
You said, "You don't know me, you don't wear my chains.
I think I'd go to Boston, I think I'll start a new life.
I think I'd start it over, where nobody knows my name."
