7 acessos
Jennie, won't you come home?
Been so cold, now you're gone
I hide my heart so no-one sees
All the love that dwell inside of me
I was brought up on a mindless dream
It was laid out like a ruthless scheme
Too caught up to realise
I listened in and figured out your heart
Jennie, I had this dream
The two of us back again
Then in my bed you told me:
"There is still life ahead"
(Ahead, ahead, ahead...)