Vārdi: Estrange. The One That I Love.

From an outside view
Everything is all right
So how are they supposed to know
That terror and fear are realities
And you feelings of guilt won't go

All that is left of the happiness
Are the badly hidden scars

The one that I love
Is the one I always cane
But I don't know how
You can bear to hide
The cruel incessant pain

All the questions and all the lies
That you wish they would see through
All the stories of tripping on tresholds
All the doors you have run into

Sometimes you are ready to belive in me
When I says it's for you own good

Sometimes you are ready to run away
But you never can take the first step