Broken

I've seen your face through the wind
And I run I away from that lips
Move

I know this place beyond the window
Over someone saids

It's on my turn this is my turning
All my choices and chances
All my faults can't change about that

I've heard this scream with the wind
and I'm afraid of your eyes move
Again again and again

So I stare at the fire
Stare at the fire
I stare at the fire
Stare at the fire

Lala