My name is Vanessa. I am no stranger to loss and I've seen more than my eyes can bear, we are both love and hate
and like my heart can take it, like dust to the air, our pasts they crawl like vines,
held high and left for the wind,
to taste but our names mean nothing if we fail.
and like my heart can take it, like dust to the air, our pasts they crawl like vines,
held high and left for the wind,
to taste but our names mean nothing if we fail.
