Sing this song to me
So, I will head out alone, hope for the best
And we hang our heads down
As we skip the goodbyes
And you can tell the world what you want them to hear
I've got nothing left to lose, my dear
So, I'm up for the little white lies
But you and I know the reason why
I'm gone, and you're still there
I'm gone, and you're still there
I'm gone, and you're still there
- R yamagata, reason why.
how do we run away from solitude and confinement?
sing me a song and i'll follow you anywhere, because you are my pied piper of Hamelin.
