Broken

I've seen your face through the wind

And I run I away from that lips

Move

I know this place beyond the window

Over someone saids

It's on my turn this is my turning

All my choices and chances

All my faults can't change about that

I've heard this scream with the wind

and I'm afraid of your eyes move

Again again and again

So I stare at the fire

Stare at the fire

I stare at the fire

Stare at the fire

Lala