You sit in your warm room
And yet you are so cold that you get goose bumps
The tears run softly down your face
Every time you ask yourself whether others know this feeling or not
The feeling of being broken and alone
Do you know it?
You sit in your warm room
And yet you are so cold that you get goose bumps
The tears run softly down your face
Every time you ask yourself whether others know this feeling or not
The feeling of being broken and alone
Do you know it?