Yvonne - Unbounded Lyrics
Why do the words of silence always end up in a cold and unclean bed?These pointless conversations and the same thoughts in my headRepeat, repeat the process and the pattern plays againRegrets they seem to merge with fears in dreams of lust in vainNothing is faithfulMoments of construction hurting, heading me to lossand in my deepest aching picture no more I see usSorrow acts my doubtful servant, I border lines so thinUnbounded are my sacred areas, sentenced to die withinNothing is faithful