Sitting on the Ground Songtext

von Axelle Rousseau

Sitting on the floor
Watching the back and forth
Sitting on the ground
Hoping that I find a door
I lost all of my pride
Now I feel so small
But it's on the ground
Yes, I know, it's cold

And I'm not happy
I'm running out of ideas
And I don't know what to say
I wish I knew how to pray

Sitting on the floor
Watching the back and forth
Sitting on the ground
Hoping that I find a door
I lost all of my pride
Now I feel so small
But it's on the ground
Yes, I know, it's cold

No, I never said
Loving me was easy
But I never played
That it would be so hard

Sitting on the floor
Watching the back and forth
Sitting on the ground
Hoping that I find a door
I lost all of my pride
Now I feel so small
But it's on the ground
Yes, I know, it's cold

And I'm loosing my hand
To the roof of my game
And I sit on the ground
Reaching for the god
Holding my hand high

And so I try to get enough of love
I'm holding my hand
Opening my pride
And I am reaching for you now
Just turn around
So I can rise
I can rise

I lost all of my pride
Now I feel so small
Heart is on the ground
Yes, I know, I'm cold