DON MASTRO - Finally (A Hell I Can Call Home!) [Tobias Funk version]

You know that I can look right through you
You know that I can see all things
You know that I can tell who's laughing
You know that I was born with wings
I wish that I could have your picture
I wish that I could take you out
I wish that I could know you somehow, but
I guess I'll have to live without
When I...
Keep on walking
Keep on driving
Keep on living
Keep on dying...
Woah...
What hell is this?
What hell is this?
When I fall down on my knees
And beg you please
You know that I could paint your picture
You know that I could walk you home
You know that I could love you greatly
You know that I could write you poems
You know that I could buy you flowers
You know I'd wear my best cologne
I know you'd rather be left alone
I can tell you're lonely too
I can tell you got the blues
I can read it on your face
I wish I could taste your grace
Keep on writing
Keep on drawing
Please the master
There's no scars then...
I wish that I could taste your grace...
What hell is this?
My last kiss...
I'm begging...
I'm begging...

Written by:
Domenico Mastrogiovanni

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