No one to follow Nobody to care I’ll leave tomorrow From my dying bed
I need you to hear my call Silent weep Dying moan
Change me…
And fill the end with life… To catch me when I fall Fill the end Hear me out
I still believe There’s a sign on the road Fathers’ sins are framed in mine Draining me, from the life I used to hold I lie still, in a perfect lie to survive
I used to follow I used to care Lived for tomorrow Now the focus is not there
I need you to hear my call Silent weep Dying moan
Change me…
Fill the end Hear me out
I still believe There’s a sign on the road Fathers’ sins are framed in mine Draining me, from the life I used to hold I lie still, in a perfect lie to survive