Heroes Cry
(W. Szadkowski, K. Palczewski, Z. Bieniak & M. Gil)
One piece of you, one piece of me
One empty heart, one broken dream
At lonely bus stops late at night
Pretending everything's all right
Out of the dark, flashing memories filled with pain
I'm dying by the phone again
Neon plays with my mild dry eyes
Now I know that only heroes cry ...
Look at me - now I'm dusty shield of pride
I'm not ready for a fight
I'm OK, but my heart is still dry
Don't you know that only heroes cry ...
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