الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
I can't find your face in
a thousand masqueraders
You're hidden in the colors of
a million other lost charades
In life's big parade
I'm the loneliest spectator
Cuz you're gone without
a trace in a sea of faceless imitators
I can't take another night
Burning inside this
Hell is living without your love
Ain't nothing without your
Touch me
Heaven would be like hell
Is living without you
