Johnossi

18 karat gold wouldn't fill the hole The bleeding hole in her heart That's made from circumstances at home Because they kept pulling her hair And so it choked her words She don't sleep at night, afraid to turn out the light And she's home I thought 1

Follow me now, lets take a long way home, Then start all over again, on a brand new road. With a wide open mind, I got it under control. The time is slowing me down, colorful sound, I can make it grow. It's been a long time coming, are you ready? I'v