Текст: Imaad Wasif. Other Voices.

Playin? the end game
There?s no escape
Old I?m growing
The distant day
All the voices
Are just an echo now
The dark horses
Take the fall

In my sadness
In my love
Yeah, there is nothing
To lean on
Keep on searching
Far beyond

Will it ever be in love
Will it ever be enough
Will it ever be enough
To touch my heart
To swallow whole
To hold me all

The illusion
No mirage
All so beautiful
With the scars

Yeah they are wounded
China dolls
When they crack I am free
When they crack I am free
When they crack I am free

I can?t go back
My move?s so fast
The age has passed