In a life so filled with quarrels
with nothing to follow except your own morals...

Home sick ready to go home
ready to pull the sword right out of the stone...

Scared that nothing will come but pain
afraid it all happened in vain...

Spoken words said in vain
actions fulfilled only through pain...

And so on and so on the days go by
counting the seconds till i can fly...

I wish you were here
i wish you were there...

I went away a month ago
hoping to get rid of this burden i cannot tow...

That weekend we spent
u don't know what it meant...

You show me thigns i never see
you make me soneone i want to be...

Always the question that gets to me
its often the reason i cannot see...

Ive lost my words, you give me song
my will to live you build it up strong...

Freely gave his life for me
guide my feet when i cant see...