This afternoon has grown as cold as the hand i've been given No warmth and never good light, instead... The dreary hour's always apon me Freezing up
You may be my hero Armored head to toe You may be the one Whose age would never show Say you will be mine At least until sunrise Hold me in your arms
Would it be so bad to be with me? I'm the safest chance you have in this city When this door closes I'm not opening it again And you can watch me from
