Evil blast, we can not use,
The Power of Three now lights the fuse
My skin is like a map of where my heart has been...
And I can't hide the marks, but it's not a negative thing...
So I let down my guard, drop my defenses down by my clothes...
I'm learning to fall with no safety net to cushion the blow...
I bruise easily, so be gentle when you handle me...
I found your fingerprints on a glass of wine...
Do you know you're leaving them all over this heart of mine too?
But if I never take this leap of faith I'll never know...
So I'm learning to fall with no safety net to cushion the blow...
Anyone who can touch you, can hurt you or heal you
Anyone who can reach you, can love you
Fate determines who comes into our lives.
Our attitudes and actions determine who stays in out lives.
