see that I'm not like the others the harder you try to take my hands in yours Cold grey and callous reaching out for me Whatever's over that hill it scares
that I'm not like the others the harder you try to take my hand in yours. Cold grey and callous, reaching out for me. Whatever's over that that hill, it scares
see that I'm not like the others the harder you try to take my hand in yours. Cold grey and callous, reaching out for me. Whatever's over that that hill, it scares
