Thoughts

We all crave for this feeling

We all want to be loved

But yet we keep playing

And it isn't with our hearts

We tell that we’re over

We don’t look back

But we put on a guard

And don’t let go of the past

We keep on smiling

Living in disguise

But yet we are afraid to look inside

And that’s when we start to hide

We became blind

Blinded by the past

Not able to see what’s in front of us

And so we live on in regret

We all want to be loved

So take off the blindfolds

Before the darkness comes

Before the cities turn to graves