Jonas Carping - Serenade Lyrics
There is no hidden treasureso what are we waiting forthere is no pot of goldat the end of the rainbowI wanna be custom madereborn then wildly containedthen released a legend by nameno remorse, no restrainsfinalize and evaluatehow do you measure pure hatehow do you reason with thatwhich law, rule or paragraphit’s getting cold and we are hiding in the rainit’s getting dark and we’re awaiting that sparkso I can face your eyes, againconsider then deliverawait your time to be bravereborn with fresh beliefscutting corners to rest as thievesrunning of with the key in your handtrying to escape those demandsof to a switchblade serenadenone of us are really born afraidit’s getting cold and we are hiding in the rainit’s getting dark and we’re awaiting that sparkso I can face your eyes, againI wanna face, your eyes, again