The sun shines thru the shades,
Every day anew,
Yet every day the same.
A pillow that's gripped tight,
And memories all the same,
But why am i the one...
Who always was to blame?
Why was i the one,
Left waiting here for You?
Why was i the one...
Who loved You thru and thru?
You turned off the light,
On this once broken heart,
And like each day anew,
i wait for the light...
Thru the shade,
Of a broken slave's heart.