
Date of issue: 01.06.2017
Song language: English
Bleeding Hands |
I’ve traveled along this highway |
I’ve been running for so long |
Looking back is not my way |
But I’ve been thinking about my home… |
About my home |
All of the places that I’ve been to |
All of the people I knew so well |
They dwell in the shadows of my past life |
Their faces I see through my bleeding hands |
I never thought of slowing down |
Till life just passed me by |
Riding high and then I hit the ground |
And shattered to pieces |
I turn around |
And deal with the pain |
From the years that I’ve locked deep in my mind |
I turn around and see all the places |
And faces that I’ve left behind |
All the things that I’ve done wrong |
I have to let go… |
I have to let go… |
I had a good life in my hometown |
Yea it was back in the good old days |
All of the places that I’d run to |
Now only memories remain |
Lost in the ashes all around me |
Watching it all go up in flames |
I never thought of slowing down |
Till life just passed me by |
Riding high and then I hit the ground |
And shattered to pieces |
I turn around |
And deal with the pain |
From the years that I’ve locked deep in my mind |
I turn around and see all the places |
And faces that I’ve left behind |
All the things that I’ve done wrong |
I have to let go… |
I have to let go… |
Flying high and then I realized |
How far I am from home |
Flying high I almost touched the sky… |
And shattered to pieces |
I turn around |
And deal with the pain |
From the years that I’ve locked deep in my mind |
I turn around and see all the places |
And faces that I’ve left behind |
All the things that I’ve done wrong |
I have to let go… |
I have to let go… |