Broken from the start
I am nothing more
Than roses at the side
Of a busy road
How I’m crawling
For a worthy go
At least I’m not alone
In my empathy
There’s more like me
You don’t know how to be
How to reach out
To the open arms
How to reach out
To the open arms
Blue skies turning red
And I don’t know
If it’s forbidden or beautiful
Yeah, blue skies turning red
And I don’t know
Should I be scared or grateful
How can I see the beautiful?
I am nothing more
Than roses at the side
Of a busy road
How I’m crawling
For a worthy go
At least I’m not alone
In my empathy
There’s more like me
You don’t know how to be
How to reach out
To the open arms
How to reach out
To the open arms
Blue skies turning red
And I don’t know
If it’s forbidden or beautiful
Yeah, blue skies turning red
And I don’t know
Should I be scared or grateful
How can I see the beautiful?
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