Print

Hoping I have all my friends When I'm older, sick in bed But I'm sitting here alone I don't wanna move away But I don't think I can stay Driving these familiar roads Wanting someone to be there Also wanting no one to ask my how I feel But I'll break my silence Holding your head We're out on the steps We're getting better I'll break my silence Holding your head We're out on the steps We're getting bettеr I'll break my silence Holding your hеad We're out on the steps We're getting better From Letras Mania