Uzun, Lena Samchuk - Never to Late to Return

Then your hand reaches for mine.
For a chance to keep me lying, you just have to say my name.
Every promise I was right, turned to ashes and nothing.
'Cause I always want my own way,
But it's all gold crash and burn.
Still I hear your heartbeat calling,
It's never too late to return.
You collect my broken bodies, fall on top in your feet.