Walking on this cold,old road
watching at the people
their hearts cold as snow.
Living just for the sake of living
forgetting who they are
I ask my myself sometimes
will i end up like them
with a stone instead of a heart.

Will you come with me
and keep me warm
until I finally reach home
Please hold my hand
dont let me fall
show me again how it is to love

I`ll entrust you
this broken heart of mine
and hope that you will try
to fix it this time
I tried so many times
but it just falls apart

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