From the heart that's wanting, promises are made
But time and distance,
it hurts like a double blade
from afar, the heart is wondering,
shall I be brave, or shall I survive? shall I be wanting? But I am afraid!
'I promised as a man
and bound like a king to fulfill it"
The heart that longs, how can it deminish it's fears?
Tho the promises made are bound to happen
But time, It can't wait!
They said, fulfillment is the only end of a promise
But things has changed,
the heart has changed,
The promises we made
like our hearts, they are nothing but broken.
