Well, I don't know what's worse: to change when you're not ready, or stay exactly how you were No one tells the truth to a camera in their face but we're always trying to recreate those same snapshots The philosopher in me drives the rest of me crazy but I know you see the things I see in you So when you get there Let me know you're well I'll be waiting for your call And when you get there Tell me how it feels To reach the bottom of yourself Can you really know yourself if you live your life in phases? Take a new face off the shelf You ask me if it hurts to love without a question or regard for myself Well let me ask you Can you hurt if you can't love? Can you love if you can't look into a mirror and see yourself? So when you get there Let me know you're well I'll be waiting for your call And when you get there Tell me how it feels To reach the bottom of yourself Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me Well, I was so lost but now I am found Was blind but now I see Amazing grace, how sweet that sound that saved this wretch... So when you get there Let me know you're well I'll be waiting for your call And when you get there Tell me how it feels To reach the bottom of yourself Tell me how you hurt Can you tell me how you hurt? And when you get there Tell me how it feels to reach the bottom of yourself Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com