Chances
These days, I wonder,
If it would be a crime,
To just rewind and learn how it feels to smile,
Without any worries, thoughts, or pain,
The real one. Not the one in vain,
Maybe it's possible, with the kind of memories I have had,
The ones with both the good...
If it would be a crime,
To just rewind and learn how it feels to smile,
Without any worries, thoughts, or pain,
The real one. Not the one in vain,
Maybe it's possible, with the kind of memories I have had,
The ones with both the good...