In our hearts We all have our dreams And in our minds We all have our schemes But no matter who you are We all got our scars to live with Look around and what...

I try over and over again Keepin' on to a day when it ends But there does'nt seem to be any answer left for me I go over and over it all Every detail I dont nee...

Morning gray clouds all around, Whistling winds start to blow, Strange, the bleak sky comforts so, Even the dark has its own sort of glow. Autumn colors changed...