…remember those cold season days, you are now like my xmas angel. that is, what i need, to be as happy as now, for all ages. We are living in our new house, It is not defenately any country house, it is far away from the…

…of that to fight. Your gang loves a coffee in the mornings. Waiting me to pour it and have my door open. to enjoy the hole boundaries, is a new hobby. the mornings are hard, for the evening persons, sleepless nights…

…of hell One last perfect verse Is still the same old song Oh Christ how I hate what I have become Take me home Getaway, runaway, fly away Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more…

…I'm drained but aching for more And the devil inside is reading The words of the saddest poem To be engraved on the stone on my grave I'd kill to share your pain (and carry the shame) And sell my soul for you just to…

…I went around the world, beyond the wild Finding my home from an ocean shore Wayfarer, heartlander What if I only had One more night to live Home is where the way is My road goes on forever One more voyage to go Dead to the world Alive for the journey…

…, the true nature of the woman, this life is like a chaque, you have your moves, you never dont know, anything for sure. Is this life for a one person, how can you think like it, when everybody has a family, of their…

…skies hanging lower The bubble of growing vice You ask yourself what the hell is this We were meant to be something Like the better day In this place gone is your heart Have you done your best Spent time to wait for…

…You wave hello to the blind Give your word, take a bribe Lend a hand, adding arms in time The cure is worse Than the pain inside You feed the poor with a sigh Empathize when you're high Open doors, but the room is mine…