Sometimes I wonder if anyone cares If anyone’s out there, if anyone shares in The burden of being, in seeing the stares I am left, feeling tired and alone
Sometimes I wander your world in a daze Unsure and uncertain, my mind in a haze A wee bit befuddl’d, a muddl’d malaise Bereft, I mutter and moan I am left, feeling tired and alone
Restore my faith in humanity Envision the Urth as it oughta be…
Sometimes I ponder existence and such Religion and Reason and rational touch And often I think that I think overmuch And I heft up the weight as a stone Bereft, I mutter and moan I am left, feeling tired and alone
Restore my faith in humanity Envision the Urth as it oughta be…
Sometimes I plunder the ones that I love The ones who expect me to lift them above The ones that are nearest and dearest thereof I am cleft by the light I’ve been shown And I heft up the weight as a stone Bereft, I stutter and mutter and moan I am left, feeling tired and alone
Restore my faith in humanity Envision the Urth as it oughta be…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
