I wrote on these walls, a simple charm, to keep the wolves at bay.
Gave all my heart the strength of my arms
To hold you close and safe.
But I kept my eyes closed, I’ll never know
Where the shadows are these days.
I stood in the room of a house divided
And it washed away from me
Gave all my heart the strength of my arms
To hold you close and safe.
But I kept my eyes closed, I’ll never know
Where the shadows are these days.
I stood in the room of a house divided
And it washed away from me
— Basia Bulat, “Heart Of My Own”