Vārdi: Denver Harbor. Twenty Seven.

Aren't you glad you found me, swimming in, swimming out..

I feel so lost, what have I done, what have I done..

These words are yours, forever..

Emptiness surrounds me, your gettin' me high, your gettin' me high..

Now it's over, this is goodbye, this is goodbye..


These words are yours, forever..

These words are yours