4 acessos
The words are not there
When you cannot grasp
Your heart is scared
Where can you go?
Turbulence, see out the storm
Through matters of every kind
The sails are torn, the anchor's gone
Your words we will find
You will see me through
Not unambiguous, components of deceit
The inner workings, motivation's replete
Neither know nor need to know
Subterfuge of thoughts so low
Lead us to depend on you
For you will see me through
You will see me through
Glorious, my Glorious
I feel you breaking down on me
Glorious, am I glorious?
I feel you breaking down on me
You will see me through
Even though my heart is scared