What am I supposed to be
In my life, in your life
In our life, in this lifeI shut the door and closed my sight
At the end of the dayIt's not the way that it used to be
There's no way I'll see
The beginning of things to come
Trapped in the ways of the silent and weakIn my life, in your life
In our life, in this lifeI shut the door and closed my sight
At the end of the dayIt's not the way that it used to be
There's no way I'll see
The beginning of things to come
Trapped in the ways of the weakI shut the door and closed my sight
At the end of the dayIt's not the way that it used to be
There's no way I'll see
The beginning of things to come
Trapped in the ways of the weakIt's not the way that it used to be
There's no way I'll see
The beginning of things to come
Trapped in the ways of the weak