I forgive but can't forget your mistakes Now I think ...

 Muzyka to najsubtelniejsza forma przekazu, można stwierdzić, że żadna dziedzina sztuki nie porusza ani nie wpływa na podświadomość tak, jak muzyka.

 You took my heart and my keys and my patience
You took my heart on my sleeve for decoration

 Through the blanket of clouds it wasn't easy
To be sure that the sun will come back

 It's too late, it's too late, am I too late?
Tell me now, am I running out of time?

 Once again I'm all alone
Losing half of what I own
Falling down instead of reaching top

 As the smile fell from your face, I fell with it

 I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment of truth

 She would hope, she would pray, she was waiting it out
Holding onto a dream

 In the void I go
Nothing here seems close to what I know

 Lubię tak czasami włączyć sobie głośno muzykę i zapomnieć o całym świecie.