Hope - Kiethevez

Why setting a sail on a sea

When the love of my heart

Is left where I want to be

Why leaving a world that is in order

Why leaving my thoughts behind

When the life I live

Is the life of my own mind

The thoughts in my head are on your border

It’s a new way of life

I can only make it better

This new way of life

I can only make it better

Unconsciously planing a plot

And the plot is my way

And my way is out of here

Doesn´t matter if the way just leads to nowhere

Never mind the way that she pleads

Or the things that she says

Or the way she’s letting you bleed

Breaking up is a higher form of dying