Nils Bech
Nils Bech
Nils Bech
Nils Bech
Nils Bech
Nils Bech
Nils Bech
Nils Bech
Nils Bech
The sorrow in me grows
It grows
It's time for me to let you go
I hoped that you would heal my wounds
Instead they conquered me and you
The scar on me makes a mark on you
The scar on you makes a mark on me