Tekster: My American Heart. My American Heart. Certainty Kills.

And the sound of rain is killing me
It's killing me and tonight I'll fall asleep
to know I wont be here
tomorrow
And my fear of waking up is haunting me tonight
I'll die tomorrow
die tomorrow
and certainty will kill me once again
I'll die tomorrow
die tomorrow
and certainty will kill me once again
I was hoping things had a chance
and wonders would make it past
Yeah things would be so perfect
can it be I've seen so many things?
I've seen you touch the sky
and it's more than unbelieveable
unbelievable
I'll die tomorrow
die tomorrow
and certainty will kill me once again
Well thirty went september and
it's too late to run back
I was hoping things might of had the chance
Yeah thirty went September and it's too late to run back
I was hoping things might have had the chance