Tekstovi: Discover America. The Halves That Make Us Whole.

When I was a kid I held on so tight
I held on so tight when I was a kid
Then life opened up like a little rose
So I stopped right there and opened up my nose

And there was some hope that fate would come
And reveal its magic in everyone
That love alone would break the spell
And retire that metaphor of hell

These are the halves that make us whole
Despite all reason, no control
We're hesitating at the light
We're stepping blind into the night

These are the halves that make us whole
Despite all reason, no control
We're hesitating at the light
We're stepping blind into the night

These are the halves that make us whole
Despite all reason, no control
We're hesitating at the light
We're stepping blind into the night
We're stepping blind into the night