Golden heart, You'll always be a child. We cried as we kissed, it was too new. We died and we lived, it was too new. Too strong still too much. When you were a child unhappiness took the place of dreams.
Dreams are like water, colorless and dangerous.
Without the strength to love, way beyond fear. You could care less if you could care at all. We cried as we kissed, it was too new. We died and we lived, it was too new. Too strong still too much.