Bella Lea

The Mess
I see in the air Light and I make a tear To get to you You never show the way It's like sinking in the sand Cover me but hold my hand We've got nothing else to say Somewhere somewhere we will find ourselves Running out through the mess to make it home Send your regards Listen to your selfish heart I have nothing else to say Sick of looking down Are you in front or in the ground? Truly, show me the way... Somewhere somewhere we will find ourselves Running out through the mess to make it home Look there, a person to grab and Hold your place This rational man has held his place Look for a person to grab and Letras de cancionesHold your place This rational man has held his Somewhere somewhere we will find ourselves Running out through the mess to make it home From Letras Mania