8 acessos
When strangers meet
They seem more real to me
Wide open spaces and consciences clean
And to what end must I protect
The boy I used to be
Who thought a home where only silence falls
No clock inside its walls
Could dodge a wrecking ball
Locks blocking strangers both ways
What kind of safety's that anyway
I could have risked you love
How do we stand our ground
How do we say we're brave now
I am waiting on your command
A blindfold between my sight and your sleight of hand
How do these hands hold
How do these hearts unfold now
Never knowing the ways they can
A blindfold between the night and neverland
You will come back to me