Lines
cross my face tell the story of who I am
stories where I come
And how did I get here
But these stories do not mean anything,
When no one to tell .
The truth is: I made for you.
I climbed the highest peaks of the mountains, crossed the ocean blue
swimming,
cross borders,
and broke rules.
Honey, I broke up with anything for you.
to being broke,
It made me a millionaire. Thus
. And I'm made for you. You see
the smile on my lips? Hide
words that do not sprout.
Friends who think I'm lucky,
not know my head is a mess.
not know who I really am.
And do not know what I went through
But you do.
I made for you.
Lines
cross my face tell the story of who I am.
stories where I come,
And how I got here.
But these stories do not mean anything,
When no one to tell.
The truth is: I made for you. Thus
. I'm made for you.
The Story (Brandi Carlile) translation
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