Testo: Mona Ray. They Call This Sincerity. The Long Run.

She keeps her hands pinned down at their sides
No sign of moving on or moving at all
And we all look away, while something in me dies
It always does

She finally closes her eyes
Her grace, how she shines and moves so carefully
But in a different situation youll find out shes just who you wanted to be
Keep breathing loveif only for a while (If only for me)
But in a different situation, I could take it all from you
Take it all away from you
Weve come to far to die on the line (die on the line)

Its better in the long run