|
Sitting all alone waiting for an answer |
|
Was today too strong |
|
Was tomorrow not supposed to be |
|
You played the saddest song |
|
A song of grave forgiveness |
|
Was your life meant to be a memory |
|
The blood on my hands I couldn't see |
|
Were my words all wrong |
|
Was my sight so blind |
|
Now I bow my head to a merciful sky |
|
Was it I? Was it on my hands? |
|
Picture standing tall |
|
Standing right before me |
|
I smile as a tear runs down my face |
|
That I feel what I feel |
|
That I see what I see |
|
As the pain drives me through the day |
|
The blood on my hands I couldn't see |
|
Were my words all wrong |
|
Was my sight so blind |
|
Now I bow my head to a merciful sky |
|
Was it I? Was it on my hands? |
|
The sun is in my hands |
|
And blinds my path before me |
|
As the tears are holding to my face |
|
The blood on my hands, I couldn't see |
|
Were my words all wrong |
|
Was my sight so blind |
|
Now I bow my head to a merciful sky |
|
Was it I? Was it on my hands? |
