Forgive me as my soul does have A melancholy tone, But this bitter world Gets even darker When you’re forced to cry alone— And I can only walk through life On a distant, wayward road… And hope someone will understand The footsteps of my soul.
I travel down a darkened path Of a tear’s old weary street And see my peace as broken glass, As fear with stomping feet Begins to make a dreadful noise As sorrow beats its drums— The haunting voice of trembling doubt Slowly begins to hum…...