Besedila: Various Artists. The Curse.

We heard the tale since we were young
Heard the songs that have been sung
About an evil spell

Someone beautiful is cursed
We feel sad through every verse
Til a kiss and all is well

The message that no one can hear
Is clearer to someone like me

There is no curse or evil spell
That's worse than one we give ourselves
There is no sorceror as cruel
As the proud and angry fool

And yet, we cry life isn't fair
Beneath our cries the truth is there


A power that will break the spell
We should know very well
Is locked within ourselves

Yet we'd rather blame
And curse our fate than change
We run from ev'ryone to hide from the pain
And all the shame

The story's old we knew it well
About a wretched evil spell
The power that will break this curse
Oh I know all too well
Is locked within myself