South – A Cursive Memory – letras

Every step that I want to take I’m told to hurry up and wait,Every time that I miss a break its just my luck,As I hold hands with hope, fate lies right in front of me,As my eyes have proven to show hope is hope and fate is destiny.So dont say, dont say, we’ll catch a break.When things start heading south, you can watch her tear me down, and all that time she didn’t show up…Every time that she’d dissapear I’d hope for a whole new better year,and all that time she didn’t show up, its just my luck.As I hold hands with hope, fate lies right in front of me,As my eyes have proven to show hope is hope and fate is destiny.So dont say, dont say, we’ll catch a break.When things start heading south, you can watch her tear me down, and all that time she didn’t show up…I’m waiting, anticipating.So dont say, dont say, we’ll catch a break.When things start heading south, you can watch her tear me down, and all that time she didn’t show up, it’s just my luck.