Idioma Origen:
I can?t see the meaning of this life i?m leading,
I try to forget you as you forgot me
this time there is nothing left for you to take,
this is goodbye
Summer is miles and miles away,
and no one would ask me to stay
And I, should contemplate this change to ease the pain.
And I, should step out of the rain, turn away.
Close to ending it all I am drifting through the stages of the rapture
born within this loss Thoughts of death inside, tear me apart from the core of my soul
Summer is miles and miles away,
and no one would ask me to stay
And I, should contemplate this change to ease the pain.
And I, should step out of the rain, turn away.
At times, the dark?s fading slowly, but it never sustains.
Would someone watch over me, In my time of need.
And I, should contemplate this change, to ease the pain.
And I, should step out of the rain, turn away.
Idioma Destino:
I can?t see the meaning of this life i?m leading,
I try to forget you as you forgot me
this time there is nothing left for you to take,
this is goodbye
Summer is miles and miles away,
and no one would ask me to stay
And I, should contemplate this change to ease the pain.
And I, should step out of the rain, turn away.
Close to ending it all I am drifting through the stages of the rapture
born within this loss Thoughts of death inside, tear me apart from the core of my soul
Summer is miles and miles away,
and no one would ask me to stay
And I, should contemplate this change to ease the pain.
And I, should step out of the rain, turn away.
At times, the dark?s fading slowly, but it never sustains.
Would someone watch over me, In my time of need.
And I, should contemplate this change, to ease the pain.
And I, should step out of the rain, turn away.