innocence fades,
sometimes it dies…
what we can’t let go of…
holds us back and leaves us unable to fly…
fantasy blurs into reality…
and I’m still finding ways to fall in love
with me.
innocence fades,
sometimes it dies…
what we can’t let go of…
holds us back and leaves us unable to fly…
fantasy blurs into reality…
and I’m still finding ways to fall in love
with me.