And I don't want the world to see me 'cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's meant to be broken I just want you to know who I am. ~ Dime, the "bright protector".
The tears I might have shed for your dark fate grow cold and turn to tears of hate. Belle, c'est un mot qu'on dirait inventé pour elle. Piensa en un verano de esplendor; no pienses en si pudo ser mejor. E sarà sempre lì a cantare per me...E sarà sempre lì a cantare per me...
The tears I might have shed for your dark fate grow cold and turn to tears of hate. Belle, c'est un mot qu'on dirait inventé pour elle. Piensa en un verano de esplendor; no pienses en si pudo ser mejor. E sarà sempre lì a cantare per me...E sarà sempre lì a cantare per me...
And I don't want the world to see me 'cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's meant to be broken I just want you to know who I am. ~ Dime, the "bright protector".