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THE ONE
running trough the hills of my intence inpersonned feelings
there’d be much to many people to invite
running out of breath lonely scared to death
scared of these emotions i am running far away
to meet the one and only person i can be
never let it out
living with a doubt
but never show my self to anyone
but if there’s one just one it’s got to be her
always told the world that i could handle it my self
never wanted anybody to support
never let them in
helping was a sin
crying in the dark but looking strong when people came
there was no one who could ever see my pain
acting like a star
held my feelings far away from everybody but me
but if theres one just one it’s got to be her
hardly anybody could see what i held inside just a little boy who’s crying out for help
never cried to loud
couldn’t hear me shout
but i was breaking down so fast
but if there’s one just one it’s got to be her