and i dont know if its your eyes
or if its the way you smile when i look at you
but im searching my heart for reasons not to let go
and those corridors are crawling with fear
and those creeps never like to let go of the past
but if i have anything to hold onto
let it be your hand
because you said im perfection
and i said youre a goddess
and if i have one chance
i want to make it worth while