Saving

[ti:Saving] [ar:Thirteen Senses] [al:The Invitation] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] I see so little time My eyes are crossed my hands are tied All I wanna do is that great thing I never see a passer-by My skin is cold it's turned to ice And everything I do I want leaving me And I guess it's a might With a light that you fight You turn a blind eye To the world in the sky I didn't know in your lies Above your head you hold so high All my energy is behind it A dream for the passers-by My eyes are wasted here tonight I never tried to get across the feeling And I guess it's a might With a light that you fight You turn a blind eye To the world in the sky