8 acessos
I was walking on the streets of this sick and sad town
That i use to call life
And so i have this childish and imature
Obsession on looking for a soulmate
At every step i take on the sidewalk
See how things are
I thought i would never even find
But then, as magic, you came
And here's one thing i should have written on my face:
I´m afraid
I'm afraid
I'm afraid
I'm afraid