Midnight Pattern
Faith
What has it become
Innocence
Just like the dirt on your finger wash it away
Slowly wash it away
Slowly
You can hear the laughter
You feel the pain
The Pattern keeps changing
Freedom
Is it hard to believe
In my world
Just like the dirt on your finger wash it away
The pattern keeps changing
You can hear the laughter
You can feel the pain
The pattern keeps changing
Just like the dirt on your finger wash it away
The pattern keeps changing