The wind whispers in my ear
its telling me to stop
but the earth is making me go
i listen to the song in my head
it only sings one verse over and over again
round and round i go feeling so soft and delicate
voices echo and the earth spins
i fall and don't feel a thing
things start to go black
people start to crowd
now i cant see anything at all
i open my eyes and see her face covered with tears
then think to myself look what Ive done Ive tried to find happiness but only found anger
so i try to apologize but its to late you cant change the past
