She lives her life at an 8.
Please, please, please,
Oh, please.
Please let this pass.
When there is no reason
no rhyme and no logic,
when life blurs by (there life goes)
and every blink hurts.
What I wouldnt give
(what wouldnt I give?)
just for a really, very good
reason.
Oh, please.
Please let this pass.
When there is no reason
no rhyme and no logic,
when life blurs by (there life goes)
and every blink hurts.
What I wouldnt give
(what wouldnt I give?)
just for a really, very good
reason.