Bella Christa - Opus Däi

I met you more than half way

I’ve gotten closer to the point

Over the wall and mountain range

I met you more than half way

Drive the striving, for any attention

I picked my nails down to the bone

Your name has carved itself in stone

Dug past the black lung cavities

I picked my nails till u came home

There’s no changing in what you believe,

Only echoes ring in between the ravine

And we’re dreaming this right into reality

The reality is dreams are right at our feet

The reality is dreams are right at our feet