Testo di The Art Of Detaching One's Heart

Words roaming inside my chest ‘Cause my fucked up head It belongs to you Lost in space we flew astray I’ll find my way to get to you I-I-I thought we were happy I-I-I fell out of love It’s not like before Hearts may change But memories won’t You know I don’t Don’t want to go I-I-I thought we were happy I-I-I fell out of love It’s not like before May we meet once more Was I dreaming of the design of love? If we keep this up, will we self-destruct?