ŞARKI SÖZÜ
Seven hours and a handful of doubt
The candle burns quick now
And time is running out...
I didn't ask for this
Yet somehow here we are
I didn't ask for this
Now I can't live without
Time moves
Time heals
Time slips
Time steals
40 pages and a handful of doubt
The eyes are tired now and the words are fading out
I didn't ask for this
Yet somehow here we are...
I didn't ask for this
Now I can't live without...
