Texty: Cold. A Different Kind of Pain. Happens All The Time.

I still hang on every word
In the world of faded memories
Where your still in love with me
I can see it in your eyes
You look as if your martyrdom has lost control

I must hold on, this happens all the time
I still find my faith in you
I can't hold on, this happens all the time
I still find my way to you

If a dream's all that I've got
Then I wish your in a fairy tale
Where your still in love with me
I could see it in your eyes
The look as if your hero fell and lost his soul

I must hold on, this happens all the time
I still find my faith in you
I can't hold on, this happens all the time
I still find my way to you

To you, to you, to you

I must hold on, this happens all the time
I still find my faith in you
I can't hold on, this happens all the time
I still find my way to you

To you, to you, to you, to you