The Church — Secret Corners

Lying alone, isn't that you Drifting away Is the only thing left to do Such a sad place, such a lost world But nothing is sadder Than the tears of a make-believe girl Who is this child, who is this man Only two people Who are doing all they can Frost on the ground, the cruel winds of fate Blow us forever And I know there's just no escape Run to the secret corners of your room I'll still be waiting I'll still be waiting