I was accident prone, I fell head over heels with ...

 You were the shadow to my light
Did you feel us?

 Is it too late now to say sorry?
Yeah I know that I let you down

 Clipped wings, I was a broken thing
Had a voice, had a voice but I could not sing

 She makes you feel the most, keep your souls alive
But what we had, it never really died

 It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

 Cieszmy się z małych rzeczy, bo
wzór na szczęście w nich zapisany jest!

 I get so caught up in the city cloud
But this place is still my first love

 They say that time’s supposed to heal you
But I ain’t done much healing

 Remember when we'd talk all night
But time ain't easy on us, how can love die?

 Za każdym razem więcej tych słów, przez które cierpię.