Be the long awaited answer to a long and painful fight.
Truth be told I've trie my best, but somewhere along the way
I got caught up in all there was to offer,
And the cost was so much more than I could bear
Chorus
Though I've tried I've fallen...
I have sunk so low
I've messed up
Better I should know.
So don't come round here and tell me I told you so.
We all begin with good intent, love was raw and young
We believed that we could change ourselves that the past could be undone.
But we carry on our backs the burden time always reveals.
In the lonely light of morning, in the wound that would not heal,
It's the bitter taste of losing everything that I've held so dear.
Chorus
Heaven bend to take my hand, nowhere left to turn
I'm lost to those I thought were friends, to everyone I know.
Oh they turn their heads embarrassed, pretend that they don't see
That it's one missed step one slip before you know it.
And there doesn't seem a way to be redeemed.
Chorus to end.
I'm not too sure how I'm supposed to feel
And what I'm supposed to say but...
'm not, not sure, not too sure how it feels
To handle everyday
And I miss you love.
Make room for the prey 'cause I'm coming in
With what I wanna say but,
It's gonna hurt, and I love the pain,
A breeding ground for hate but...
Chorus
I'm not, not sure, not too sure how it feels
To handle everyday, like the one that just past
In the crowds of all the people.
Remember today, I've no respect for you.
And I miss you love, And I miss you love.
I love the way you love but I have the way I'm suposed to love you back
It's just a fad, part of the teenage angst brigade.
Chorus
Here is my unopened letter to a world,
That never shall reply.
From this second story window
I can hear the church bells calling out my name
This table is set for one
Even angels would be homesick in this foresaken town.
On random notes of parchment I'm scrawling my existence,
Dressed in White....
This candle radiates throughout the night
And it's never burning out, never burning out.
From this second story window I can hear the children down on main street
They're singing their songs tonight
In the shadows I will listen to their every movement.
Mr Higginson am I not good enough for the world?
Am I destined only to die, the same way that I lived, in seclusion?
But high up on this mountain I can almost see your lonely window sill
They'll carry you of tonight.
There's a goes in your old bedroom and a candle burning bright.
If i die tomorrow, will this song live on forever?