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