
Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Song language: English
Tabula Rasa |
Winter winds, take me back again |
Nostalgic memories float over my brain |
It’s not what I used to think, It’s not who I used to be |
Anymore |
It’s the coming of age, story of changing phases |
It’s end of my favorite song, that I’ve been writing so long |
It’s the chaos in between the lines, although I’d say I’m doing fine |
That’s for sure |
I’m a tabula rasa, a blank slate |
And I’d do it all over just to be here again |
I’m the untouched paper, looking for a pen |
And I’d rewrite my story just to be here again |
It’s the breaking dawn of learning to love someone |
It’s the crippling fear and doubt of what you’d have to live without |
It’s the new opportunities of who you could be |
A brand new door |
And I’ve tried before |
It’s always ended in civil war |
So I’ll start over again |
And I’ll see where I’ll begin |