My face is stained
with blood and tears
all hope has drained
leaving only my fears
to drive me away
from your loving ways
each day seems worst
dodging you in halls
and dying from this thirst
of needing you to call
as i wait my nails turn black
turning around and looking back
i see you and hear you
everywhere i go
like some kind of voodoo
has me in it's glow
of tender cold light
without home in site
I'll run between life and death
for a year
before i catch my breath
and see all that was unclear
to my blind heart
right from the start
