Letra da Música: Blue Angel - Little League

Today I see things in black and white, seems the closer I get, the farther away it brings. Maybe I don't deserve it....
or maybe its meant to be. But I'm running out of standing room and my eyes are getting tired...so I'll try to find a way to stop your tears. A tired dawn. I blink my eyes eight hundred times, just to get a glimpse of you.