In my head there's a place for the broken hearted,
in my sleep there's a house for the ghosts regarded
A house stream in mountains,
I'm dreaming,
I'm falling
We're screaming, ahhh
In my hands there's a place for the broken heated,
in my sleep theres a house for the ghosts regarded
My heart is burning, and turning inside,
My head keeps turning with nothing to rise (?)
It's not your fault if you love someone else,
in my heart you are waiting here
