I was taught to love, I was taught to give I was told to shape this life I live By the work of an honest man Guess, I never learned that it could burn Down with everything I earned if somehow It slipped right out of my hand Like a hurricane in the sand
Now I'm standing on the corner, watching cars go by Wondering why I feel numb inside Dust cloud hanging up over these lights Somebody's running from the trouble in life Caught by the trouble and the pain And brought down to rubble by the shame Where the smokes rising up through the rain Where only ashes remain Can't bear the thought it was all my fault That everything tore apart I swear I've got a good heart Just not sure where to start When the waters a-rising to my heart I feel like a child... here among the wreckage Among the wreckage
Everytime I wake the morning takes Another piece of my strength or faith For so many years and I never knew why And the only thing that numbs the pain Is the same damn thing that eats away Any chance I'll ever know who I am inside But even if I lose my mind I've forgotten for a little while
That I'm standing on the corner, watching cars go by Wondering why I'm so hollow inside Dust cloud hanging out over these lights Guess, I was running from the trouble in life Caught by the trouble and the pain And brought down to rubble by the shame Where the smokes rising up through the rain Where only ashes remain And I can't bear the thought it was all my fault That everything fell apart I swear I've got a good heart Just not sure where to start and build it up again I'm just as a kid... here among the wreckage
Darkness settles down upon the empty city night When the bars have closed and everyone's gone home No not me, I'm walking between the shadows in the light Trying to run or trying to hide I'm thinking bout the faith that only came in the hearts of the young When we ran through the wild woods under the summer sun I'm thinking bout my dad carving that cedar wood car Wonder what he think of me now Think of the man I've become Would he understand these roads I run Something tells me, he thought the same things once
I can't bear the thought it's all my fault that everything fell apart I was blessed with my mothers heart and I know it'll help me start to find my way again Maybe I will learn to stand here among the wreckage Among the wreckageTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
