Breathe - and still believe
While the knives twist deeper in your back
Still I feel a breeze
Again he kows what it means to hate
And his heart cannot forget
From the earth his blood
Cries out to me
Chuck's SongBreathe - and still believe While the knives twist deeper in your back Still I feel a breeze Again he kows what it means to hate And his heart cannot forget From the earth his blood Cries out to me |