In the sunshine of an otherwise cloudy day Do you believe in fate? Come what may I've been heavy and I've been light I've been the one staying up all night I've been low and I've been high Been the first to try
And I know my dark cold hands Warm heart save me from myself
And I know my dark cold hands Warm heart save me from myself
In the darkness of an otherwise sunny day Do you believe in fate? Come what may I've been strong and I've been weak I've been the one unafraid to speak
I've been wrong and I've been right Been the first to fight
And I know my dark cold hands Warm heart save me from myself
When I die Bury me underneath the weeping tree And when I rise Carry me to the hills For all to see
My life The brutal language of being in love Why lie The brutal language of being in My life The brutal language of being in love Why lie The brutal language of being in love