Z Prochek Desperare
Summer's dying, see the end
Changing seasons brings the rain
From the skies once again
I want to live
I walk alone fear the end
Fear the answers where's our God?
We used to pray to...
Chorus:
I have nothing left to say
I have nothing left to feel
The voice inside my heart is gone
I have nothing left to say
Nothing left to feel
Nowhere else to go
