I make a wish to cleanse myself,
to be pure in your eyes and a saint
in your mind. My past it follows me
like a shadow nailed to my feet
and even Peter Pan can’t change
the way I am, save me from mistakes
I was bound to make when I left
I make a wish to cleanse myself,
to be pure in your eyes and a saint
in your mind. My past it follows me
like a shadow nailed to my feet
and even Peter Pan can’t change
the way I am, save me from mistakes
I was bound to make when I left