A gaping wound tells the story of it all
A man lost only to find
What was left of his mind?
With no hope of a scar at all
You say, “Go slow”
But something´s right behind me
I can run away for only so long
It will not stop
I will come down
Oh no
Let me find my way
I´ll take you to the edge
Go across that window
And I´ll carry you there
Oh when nothing goes right
Oh when days don´t come tonight
Oh when all I see is the error of my own enemy
A man alone and cut and torn for it
His whole life friend after friend
They´re all a flash in the pan
With no hope of rejoice at all
Let me find my way
(Don´t be scared of what you might be thinking)
I´ll take you to the edge
Go across that window
And I´ll carry you....