touch this tender beautiful face | |
feel her warmth within - within me | |
what was the real reason | |
to say good bye and leave my life | |
I'll it try | |
to walk alone | |
I'll it try | |
and all is gone | |
don't follow the blind | |
don't follow the blind | |
a stranger in presence | |
walked blind through | |
this world | |
did not behold, what broke | |
to many fragments | |
walking all alone | |
I'll it try | |
to walk alone | |
I'll it try | |
to stay alone | |
don't follow the blind | |
don't follow the blind | |
and you'll see | |
and you'll see . . . |