Our bleeding world
Everyone works but not all succeed
Isn't it strange, in this bleeding world
Each day we live with hope
But barely lives it's fragile seed
Then why don't we care about the end
Where every trifle effort counts...
Isn't it strange, in this bleeding world
Each day we live with hope
But barely lives it's fragile seed
Then why don't we care about the end
Where every trifle effort counts...