Tekstovi: Something Inside. Something Inside. Our Tracks.

I look at the fucking days
that we spent together
footprints in the dust of time
i'm not afraid to be alone
because these memories are alive

in our fucking hearts - my friend
in our fucking hearts - my friend

but it's hard to figure out
that the distance tries
to cover up our tracks - our tracks

i'm not afraid to be alone - to be alone

but promise me you won't forget
the days we spent together
footprints in the dust of time

promise me you won`t forget