Ion At An - All I Can text
For every disease there´s a cure A piece of healing mud for every blind eye I´m right here but you´re not sure If I´m here to help or to let you die So many things that you go through All i can do is to stand by you Smile on your face, but i know well The
creeps that spoil your sweetest dreams Can feel the smell, the breath of hell But i´ve been sent to wipe the tears The evil ones never risk a rejection They need no bell to ring at your door No invitation to feast on your despair It´s me who has to wait
outside So won´t you let me in?