Alba s touto skladbou:
Treehouse Poetry,
When will these feelings end?
Will my heart ever mend?
I don’t think so
Times are getting tough
Is it foolish pride
Knowing that I can’t hide in my ego
Words are not enough for a searching mind
In a changing world how can I be confident
When life is a crumbling fortress
Climbing the ruined walls inside my head
In an age of doubt everything turns out grey
When each uncharted day should be a rainbow
A parachute of love
I’m so unsure my doubt is the perfect cure
For loves placebo
And still it’s not enough for a searching mind
In a changing world how can I be confident
When life is a crumbling fortress
Climbing the ruined walls inside my head
In an age of doubt there are so many secrets (to talk about)
Everything turns out grey
When each uncharted day should be a rainbow
A parachute of love
Such foolish pride
Knowing that I can’t hide in my ego
And still it’s not enough for a searching mind
In a changing world how can I be confident
When life is a crumbling fortress
Climbing the ruined walls inside my head
In an age of doubt stumbling and falling
I’m staring skywards over the walls inside my head
