3 acessos
Here I stand, with my head down.
And in my hands the words you wrote down.
But I have tried to cover up what I cant hide
And what I really know is bottled up inside.
Too many years, so many do rights
If I had a chance, to reset my sights.
I know that there's so many things I could replace
And when I look back now it all seems such a waste
If I could move a mountain, thats keepin me from you
I will take on anything to make it good in anything you do
One day, when I cant say and I cant put right what I've done
Here I stand, with my head down.
And in my hands the words you wrote down
But I have tried to cover up what I cant hide
And what I really know is bottled up inside
If I could move a mountain, that's keepin me from you
I will take on anything to make it good in anything you do.