Here i go again
forgiving another unknown friend
walking towards the bitter end
When you left me the other day
i was a coward pretending to be brave
hiding somethings inside my rib cage

The only thing that i am sure
is that at nights i get insecure
because you can't see the color of my eyes

So if we try
giving our fears another chance
we wouldn't have to lie or say goodbye
Perhaps the universe is conspiring
against two troubled souls riding
wild horses at midnight

The only thing that i am sure
is that at nights i get insecure
because you can't see the color of my eyes