Too quick to criticize The sun with broken eyes The will to let it breathe It's left a scar on me When there's no need to stay The day dream wilts away This cold reality Some things are meant to be (x4) Some things are meant to be
Too quick to criticize The sun with broken eyes The will to let it breathe It's left a scar on me When there's no need to stay The day dream wilts away This cold reality Some things are meant to be (x4) Some things are meant to be