The simple pages that you bought
Where lighter than your point of view
Oh and that claim for which you fought
Was only aloud to hear
Let this be the reason I should feel
I'm the only one with this point of view
Oh and that claim of your was real
But too late
Then once again
I'll give in
To the spaces in between
Then once again
I'll feel, Its allright
You must be blind not to see,
You're the only one not to stay with me,
While this room is empty, and no-one cares,
that this fire still remains
Then once again
I'll give in
To the spaces in between
Then once again
I'll feel, Its allright
Then once again
I'll give in
To the sound of this within
And once again
I'll feel, It's allright
The simple pages that you taught
Came to late, way late
Then once again
I'll give in
To the spaces in between
Then once again
I'll feel, It's all right
And once again
I'll give in
To the sound of this within
And once again
I will feel It's all right
And once again
I will feel It's all right