You sit on that chair
Without a word to say...

I saw a man who felt his heart
I saw a man so torn apart...

Little clockwork soldier was a thing of the past
Made in the 70s, wasn\'t meant to last...

These worn-out shoes upon my tired feet
Speak of steps we used to dance...

My mind is rather distorted
My heart is full of pain...

I haven't said much in a long, long while
Even though I keep thinking of your smile...

Five minutes, I patiently await
Somehow you're always late...

I\'m sitting under
This dark, dreary bridge...

Into the darkness, oh so grim
Filled up with silence to the brim...

A broken smile, she was the child
Who lived a sad, and lonely life...

If God could give me another chance, then
I would want Him to turn back Time again...

Have you ever
Seen someone...