Basnicky.sk

Purity once had a sense,
and vanity once was a sin
I used to have my little dream
but when I tried to make it real
I've just burned it to pain.

Fate maybe had another plan,
or maybe she had another love
i dont know, but cant stop care
her happiness is still alive
but she has another half.

Theres still something inside of me
but no one wants to care
theres still something inside of me
but no one wants to heal
i dont want to sense doubt and fear
thats why ill try to lie.