Europe's Heart

There was nothing in the earthquakes. There was nothing in the storms. All the fears is in the lives we've made. And necessary outcomes. Wind comes along. When I fall asleep, I leave everything I keep In a box in your rose heart. Wind comes along with me, show things I couldn't See In a crack in your rose heart. There was nothing in the fires. There was nothing in our rocks. Some entertainment's mild admires. It's the reality that shocks. Wind comes along. When I fall asleep, I leave everything I keep In a box in your rose heart. Wind comes along with me, show things I couldn't See In a crack in your rose heart. When I fall asleep, I leave everything I keep In a box in your rose heart. Wind comes along with me, show things I couldn't See In a crack in your rose heart. When I fall asleep, leave everything I Keep in a box in your rose heart. Wind comes along with me, show things I couldn't See In a crack in your rose heart. When I fall Asleep. Wind comes Along With me