You are lost in a world you do not know A weary soul discarded As you wander the plains that winter claims The night seems ever darker
You're never on a side 'Til you're safe from harm You say the losers lines But with a devil on your mind And a half smile You will make it right
And I know you'll make it yet My hope for you's not dead
Will you cross through the hills, the hills for her Although she's long departed Will you offer your soul, your mind, it all A deal when broken hearted
You're never on a side 'Til you're safe from harm You take the losers lines But with a devil on your mind And a half smile You will make it right
Write it out and tear it up Wonder when the line was crossed Beating of an endless love Know that something true is lost Let it go, let it go
I am lost in a world I do not know A weary soul discarded