Sanoja: David Cook. Make Believe.

When did we go back to the first time we met?
Just a glance in a room, kept us drunk through the gloom
I still remember tellin' you that your smile.
It could light up the sky in the night time through.

Oh though how you were,
From now we're always so unsure...

Can we make believe, that we still believe, in anything?
You know that all that I am is in the palm of your hand.
So make believe that you give a damn.
And make believe.

I still remember that look in your eyes.
Walkin' barefoot in the snow, you knew just the way to show me you
Weren't afraid of lovin' if it made you alive.
Just the air in my heart, weren't enough to help that feeling survive.


So tell me where does love go when it dies?

Can we make believe, that we still believe, in anything?
You know that all that I am is in the palm of your hand.
So make believe that you give a damn.
And make believe

Can we make believe,
That we still believe,
In anything...

You know that all that I am is in the palm of your hand.
So make believe that you give a damn.
Just make believe