| Song | Innocence |
| Artist | Tourbillon |
| Album | A Tide of New Era |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
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| From some time I'm afraid and so week, | |
| unlike the youth | |
| From some time I never looked up hi, | |
| always looking down below | |
| Fake smiles now, but I cried so much in the day | |
| From some time I can't run, | |
| I thought I could go anywhere | |
| Bring back that passion in sight | |
| Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
| Is it just me, who's pretending | |
| I don't hear that noise inside of me? | |
| Is it you, who's pretending to be blind | |
| on everything of the world? | |
| Is it the lie, we hide the words that we want to be heard? | |
| Is it the truth, we choose the heat that we want to feel? | |
| Bring back that passion in sight | |
| Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
| We've grown but everything stays remained | |
| We are just hiding the truth | |
| There's always good and bad, black and white | |
| Truth should be told, no fears be told, no fears | |
| Bring back that passion in sight | |
| Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
| Always the same, you never left anything | |
| You know for sure that you do |
| From some time I' m afraid and so week, | |
| unlike the youth | |
| From some time I never looked up hi, | |
| always looking down below | |
| Fake smiles now, but I cried so much in the day | |
| From some time I can' t run, | |
| I thought I could go anywhere | |
| Bring back that passion in sight | |
| Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
| Is it just me, who' s pretending | |
| I don' t hear that noise inside of me? | |
| Is it you, who' s pretending to be blind | |
| on everything of the world? | |
| Is it the lie, we hide the words that we want to be heard? | |
| Is it the truth, we choose the heat that we want to feel? | |
| Bring back that passion in sight | |
| Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
| We' ve grown but everything stays remained | |
| We are just hiding the truth | |
| There' s always good and bad, black and white | |
| Truth should be told, no fears be told, no fears | |
| Bring back that passion in sight | |
| Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
| Always the same, you never left anything | |
| You know for sure that you do |
| From some time I' m afraid and so week, | |
| unlike the youth | |
| From some time I never looked up hi, | |
| always looking down below | |
| Fake smiles now, but I cried so much in the day | |
| From some time I can' t run, | |
| I thought I could go anywhere | |
| Bring back that passion in sight | |
| Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
| Is it just me, who' s pretending | |
| I don' t hear that noise inside of me? | |
| Is it you, who' s pretending to be blind | |
| on everything of the world? | |
| Is it the lie, we hide the words that we want to be heard? | |
| Is it the truth, we choose the heat that we want to feel? | |
| Bring back that passion in sight | |
| Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
| We' ve grown but everything stays remained | |
| We are just hiding the truth | |
| There' s always good and bad, black and white | |
| Truth should be told, no fears be told, no fears | |
| Bring back that passion in sight | |
| Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
| Always the same, you never left anything | |
| You know for sure that you do |