Every time he goes, she dies Every time she comes, she cries He was her long, bright future In the middle of a wrong, dark road He loved her, but he
I see the lights are turning and I look outside The stars are burning through this changing time It could have been anything we want It's fine, salvation
Another head hangs lowly Child is slowly taken And the violence caused such silence Who are we mistaken But You see it's not me, It's not my family
