Idioma Origen:
Frozen in the place I hide
Not afraid to paint my sky with ...
Some who say I've lost my mind
Brother try and hope to find
You were always so far away
I know that pain
So don't you run away
Like you used to do
Roses in a vase of white
Bloodied by the thorns beside
The leaves that fall because my hand
Is pulling them hard as I can
You were always so far away
I know that pain
And I won't run away
Like I used to do
Pictures in a box at home
Yellowing and green with mold
So I can barely see your face
Wonder how that color tastes
You were always so far away
I know the way
So don't you run away
Like you used to do
Like you used to do
Idioma Destino:
Frozen in the place I hide
Not afraid to paint my sky with ...
Some who say I've lost my mind
Brother try and hope to find
You were always so far away
I know that pain
So don't you run away
Like you used to do
Roses in a vase of white
Bloodied by the thorns beside
The leaves that fall because my hand
Is pulling them hard as I can
You were always so far away
I know that pain
And I won't run away
Like I used to do
Pictures in a box at home
Yellowing and green with mold
So I can barely see your face
Wonder how that color tastes
You were always so far away
I know the way
So don't you run away
Like you used to do
Like you used to do