Why do we have to be so selfish In the way we think in the way we breath. Aren't we better than our machines? Our hearts have turned to stone. We walk away from everything we've known.
We build our lives on these moments They left you scarred and broken. Now that your eyes are open
I wish you could feel what I felt As the colors of this life If I could turn back time
We need to find the answers Despite the questions you perceive.
About the way we live our lives. Sometimes i feel like I'm the only one The sky is crying for the son.
I wish you could feel what I felt As the colors of this life If I could turn back time
The roots are taking hold of me. We put on these blindfolds