The Immigrants

Hope
Hope, In its simplest form,Hope. Comes and knocks them out,All the bubbles in my head,Ill miss her when she's gone, Hope. Dream,I don't know how to dream,I just do. And when they ask you now,Or will they ask me then"My god, who's dead?"...Cause for a minute I thoughtI held the world,In my hands,But my fingers gone numb.For a minute I though I held the world,In my hands,But my fingers gone numb.So I'm with you… Letras de cancionesI guess I'll never understand how simple life is, I guess I'll never really get what hard means. The power of my scars,Is what's keeping me in the dark,With fear. Cause for a minute I thoughtI held the world,In my hands,But my fingers gone numb.For a minute I though I held the world,In my hands,But my fingers gone where So Im with youHope, As its simplest form From Letras Mania