| Tell me what were you thinking
|
| when you layed down your gaurd
|
| down so easily. |
| Maybe I was just dreaming.
|
| You saw something in me.
|
| Now I miss
|
| you so, and I miss your style.
|
| You were allways happy, or
|
| so you told me with your smile.
|
| No-ne gets out of here alive,
|
| and no one rides for free,
|
| but the demons in my mind,
|
| well they get me every time, every time
|
| On the river of life, the wind can be hell.
|
| Exercise your right, to arm yourself.
|
| With open hands and love,
|
| and all the beautifull things
|
| you used to speak of
|
| you never lost me to the devils calling
|
| but now I’m falling, falling back to you
|
| Tell me why were still praying
|
| to some jealous God, king in the sky?
|
| Maybe we should be giving His love
|
| to our mothers and daughters
|
| more than a lie, now I hear your
|
| voice, and I long to be in your arms
|
| again.I'm coming home now, won’t
|
| you help me, shed this skin.
|
| No-ne gets out of here alive,
|
| and no one rides for free,
|
| but the demons in my mind,
|
| well they get me every time, every time
|
| On the river of life, the wind can be hell. |
| Exercise your right, to arm yourself.
|
| With open hands and love,
|
| and all the beautifull things we used
|
| to speak of, you nearly lost me to the
|
| devils calling, but now im
|
| falling back to you.
|
| Oh I miss you so, and I miss your smile. |