The hidden flaws,
The change of plans
The work itself that
Shaped my hands
This faith i've had but
Never shown.
Words that missed the
Lights of day
Like written songs that
Never play
Still living in my
Thoughts alone.
So here it is
This corner of life
Were secrets hide
A place to stay for feelings
Brushed aside
Gathering here
In the cold...
...Of my winter...
I find i'm loosing sympathy
For influences made on me
That never help my life to
Flower.
The purest things so hard
To place
The disappear without
A trace
Live only in my
Finest hour.
So here it is
The corner of life
Were secrets hide
A place to stay for feelings
Pushed aside
Gathering here
In the cold...
...Of my winter...
So here it is
This corner of life
Were secrets hide
A place to stay
For feelings brushed aside
Gathered here.