domingo, 20 de abril de 2008


I am a victim of my time

A product of my age

There was no choosing my direction

I was a holy man, but nowWith all my trials behind me

I am weak in my conviction

And so I walk

To try to get away

Knowing that someday

I'll finally have to face

The fear that will come

From knowing that the one thing

I had left, was you

And now you're gone

You are a victim of my crimes

A product of my rage

You are a beautiful distraction

So, I kept you locked away outside

Let misery provide

And now, I am ashamed

And so I walk

To try to find some space

Where I can be alone

To live with my mistakes

And the fear that will come

From knowing that the one thing

I had left, was youAnd now you're gone

That I can do to turn your heart ?

That could help erase the scars

And I wish you, Te quiero

And I can use a little strength before

I fallIs there nothing at all?

I am a victim of my time

A product of my age

You alone are my obsession

So You were the one

I left behind

You been heavy on my mind

It's been a lonely road

I've travelled

And so I walk

To try to get away

Knowing that someday

I'll finally have to face

The fear that will come

From knowing that the one thing

I had left, was you

And now you're gone

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