Tekst :
Time, sitting on
Waiting for the mood to make me real
And then I will reveal
That you, you are the only one who knows
Just which way the wind blows
And who else is real
If you believe in God then believe in me, cos when you get there you will know
It s not a crossroads, a the junction, where the Devil sells his soul
The air it blows and no-one knows just where it s been
And high above with weightless love there s nothing
And should we stumble on a stone
That makes you feel like you re alone
And should we stumble on a star
Which we believe will take us far
I m looking back, and only I can blame myself for what I ve been
And who I ve seen
But that s for the best, I guess
With a crossroads far behind, a junction I will find
Tekst :
Lost in time I can t count the words
I said when I thought they went unheard
All of those harsh thoughts so unkind
cos I wanted you
And now I sit here I m all alone
So here sits a bloody mess, tears fly home
A circle of angels, deep in war
cos I wanted you
Weak as I am, no tears for you
Weak as I am, no tears for you
Deep as I am, I m no ones fool
Weak as I am
So what am I now I m love last home
I m all of the soft words I once owned
If I opened my he heart, there d be no space for air
cos I wanted you
Weak as I am, no tears for you
Weak as I am, no tears for you
Deep as I am, I m no ones fool
Weak as I am
In this tainted soul
In this weak young heart
Am I too much for you
In this tainted soul
In this weak young heart
Am I too much for you
In this tainted soul
In this weak young heart
Am I too much for you
Weak as I am
Weak as I am
Weak as I am
Weak as I am, am, am
Weak as I am
Am I to much for you
Weak as I am Am
I to much for you
Weak as I am
Am I to much for you
Weak as I am
Am I to much for you
Weak as I am
Tekst :
You ain t nothing, you ain t nothing. You ain t nothing, but a dumb ass dumb. You ain t nothing, you ain t nothing. You ain t nothing, but a bum ass bum. Dumb ass dumb. Bum ass bum. Dumb ass dumb. You re a bum ass bum.