maybe we don't have to think it's right And maybe we will And I don't feel what you feel I don't want to feel this incomplete And no one here can tell
maybe we don?t have to think it?s right And maybe we will (Chorus) I don?t feel what you feel I don?t want to feel this incomplete No one here can tell
Tradução: The Last Goodnight. Incompleta.
But saviours don't last long Those aimless, questionless renegade brats Who live their lives in songs They run the length of a candle In a goodnight
