8 acessos
I had this thing to call my own...
Just one slip and it was gone...
A minor flaw and then it fell,
I brought this house down on myself...
I didn't know just what I'd done...
I didn't know just what I'd done...
I don't remember anymore what I used to be...
Where is the quiet piece of home where I could breathe?
Just like a razor to my soul when I'm alone...
Oh, I had this thing to call my own...
I'm so confused, I cannot see...
This wave of guilt is drowing me
It feels like blood is on my hands...
I'd give it all for a second chance...
I still don't know just what I've done...
I still don't know just what I've done...
I don't remember anymore what I used to be...
There was a fire burning strong inside of me...
Just like the soothing loving warmth of summer sun...
Oh, I had this thing to call my own...
I had this thing to call my own...
I had this thing to call my own...
I never meant to let you go...
I never meant to let you go...
I never meant to let you go...
I never meant to let you go...