
This Xmas, I'd like the gift of courage to walk the remaining two steps out the door, and about to step over the threshold; I not look back... ...haven't we held our breaths long enough, swallowed our tears Freddie? To not let us be a stain.
They're mine, and yours 'cause our voice got lost somewhere in between. Welcome home…
This Xmas, I'd like the gift of courage to walk the remaining two steps out the door, and about to step over the threshold; I not look back... ...haven't we held our breaths long enough, swallowed our tears Freddie? To not let us be a stain.