coming back to life

where were you when I borned in yours fire of love

where were you when I was burned and broken

whil the days slipped by from my window watching

where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless

because the thing you say and the things you do surround me

whil you were hanging your self on some one else's words

dying to bellieve in what you heard

I was standing straight in to the shining sun

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