Из альбома: Second World

Felt your warmth
Got me wanting more
The door was open
For me to explore

But you play hot
And you blow cold
Sometimes I'm so alone
And you are nowhere near to hold

Still
Still waiting for a sign
To know where I stand
I walk a thin Line
I never seem to know
Should I stay should I go
Still
Still waiting for a sign

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