Tekstovi: Monday Morning. Clouds Over Hollywood. Blind.

Can you recall the days of innocence long left behind
they're like a dream that you can't retrace your steps to find
it's holding you by all the things you've hidden so far down inside
you just can't see a way to escape this life, you're so blind

It's killing me
to see you there
wasting away
you can't give up what brings you down.

I can't describe
how it felt to see the world through your eyes
but I can describe how this love makes me so alive