Hooverphonic - My child

Please come back to me my childthings werent meant to bewithout tears we cryeven though we newit did strikebut this aint no dreamno this is life And all the colors fade leaving nothing morethan a black and white shade on an emptyshore/sure a part is goneand sure we do longbut black and white is so much more than nothing at all Please come back to me my childyes we do control a lotway too muchoverwhelmed by disbelieveleft in shockstill our disbelieve is the remaining lock