Texty:
Fireflight On The Subject Of Moving Forward

's what you want. And all our dreams come true. When you get what you want. All that I see when you start to cry. Is the rock on your finger and gleam

light behind your eyes tells me that you've cried sometime tonight. I offer down My hand but without your plans you cannot hide. The white snow falls on

I was so lonely then. No one was my friend. My ears were clogged and it was so quiet. Are you walking there? (You are here beside me) Am I all alone

it's what you want. And all our dreams come true. When you get what you want. All that I see when you start to cry. Is the rock on your finger and gleam