Besedila: Moa. Overcome.

I wish that everything
Could be the way it was
But too many things have changed
Time has come, to fulfill promises
Touching came easy
But holding takes more

We shall overcome...

I cry, but I've run out of tears
You used to lick them dry
To ease my pain
Do what it takes to make me
Cry again
Tears are the fruits of unconsciousness

We shall overcome...

I smile, but it's lost without you
You used to make me smile within
My heart
Do what it takes to make me smile again
You know the secrets, you made the code

We shall overcome...