Both knew ahead verge.
If force tending to more Still mangled body responsible
The story's over The ground cover The bottom of the pit
But I still walked away without turning back.
Just a touch of hope To be close to her again.
I will brief presentation on the verge of jumping to the high clouds in the sky.
I could see her face with two eyes that dream.
He shouted that the ear to let you know that much.
And thereafter I must also be allowed.