Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Haste The Day. An Honest Confession.

My words feel so empty
My lips speak in vain
Your face tells a story
Of wounds that still remain

Stay true to my heart
Cast failures to the wind
I hate the way it feels
To know I slipped again

Tomorrow holds another chance
Not just to smile but make it real
For what it's worth, I won't give up
For whats it's worth, I won't give up

I won't walk away
For what it's worth, I won't give up

I won't walk away
For what it's worth, I won't give up
I won't walk away
For what it's worth, I won't give up