Endeavor

Once a small wish takes place Overcomes our mind Plays tricks on it Then we feel like There is no choice Like there's no No help at all We find ourselves in disguise Once we try to take Take place what's not for us Rip moss fields apart From the grass And yet And yet nothing to lose Every time, everyday I thought we'd fall in grace Had no choice I meant to be like that There's nothing to change Every time, everyday I thought we'd fall in grace Had no choice I meant to be like that There's nothing to change