I am a victim of my time A product of my age There was no choosing, my direction I was a holy man, but now With all my trials behind me I am weakened by conviction And so I walk To try and get away Knowing that someday I'll finally have to face The fear that will come From knowing that the one thing I had left, was you And now you're gone
You are a victim of my crimes A product of my rage You're a beautiful distraction (Yeah) See, I got you locked away outside And let misery provide And now, I am ashamed
And so I walk To try and find some space Where I can be alone To live with my mistakes And the fear that will come From knowing that the one thing I had left, was you And now you're gone Heeeey...
(Is there nothing at all) That I can do to turn your heart (Is there nothing to lean on?) That could help me erase the scars Te quiero - me queiro And I can use a little strength before I fall Is there nothing at all?
I am a victim of my time A product of my age You alone are my obsession You are the one I left behind You are heavy on my mind It's been a lonely road I've travelled And so I walk To try and get away Knowing that someday I'll finally have to face The fear that will come From knowing that the one thing I had left, was you And now you're gone
(Is there nothing at all?) That I can do to turn your heart (Is there nothing to lean on?) That could help me erase the scars Te quiero - me queiro And I can use a little strength before I fall Is there nothing at all?
*guitar solo*
(Is there nothing at all?) That I can do to turn your heart (Is there nothing to lean on?) That could help me erase the scars Te quiero - me queiro And I could use a little strength before I fall Is there nothing at all?
Compositores: Mark Rooney (Rooney Mark Cory), Robert Kelly Thomas (Robert Thomas) ECAD: Obra #1018340 Fonograma #1087627