That I forgot to receive.
But I am changing that now,
Because in myself I believe.
I once wanted someone to hold my hands,
Now I walk alone happy on deserted lands.
I gave up on my dreams,
Just to be with you.
But now I chase them again,
As I begin new.
I am not a glass to break,
And not to be mend again.
I was lost then,
Only to be found again.
