Brooke Annibale

I'll be the chorus, you'll be the verse. We'll live in a forrest of beautiful words. I'll be the strings, you'll be the keys. Together we'll find all the harmonies. All we're got is all we have to give away, so what I have not I fill in with what you

You've been hurt, you've been scarred, You've been ashamed of who you are. Others (?) they tell you that you don't belong. Others they tell you that you done wrong. But I believe in times passing See the truth in the light I believe in times passing