Crime کے بول

Late in the night I walk alone and thousand pictures Are flying in my mind And all my steps It's like the beating of my passion Exploding in my heart Always ready to run through the life I never throw, never throw my time away Say that it's a crime Take me off the line Qive me what I need Another night I'm ready to begin again Sometimes it's faked When our hearts can't find the feelings We're trying to forget Sometimes your fate It's not the same what you believe in You just can't runaway