Udge me not ye saints for my history may be tainted
But I'm sober enough to know blood when I see it
But who's to deny your water shed side leading me home?
What am I supposed to do about it now?
Past regrets and long laments, they find me somehow
O, what am I supposed to do about it now?
What have I to do but fall down?
To spy from far away may seem that I'm one to betray
But O, how I try the spirit to guide, the promise you made
What am I supposed to do about it now?
Past regrets and long laments, they find me somehow
O, what am I supposed to do about it now?
What have I to do but fall down?
Hold me up, never let me go
Love me when I am broken and speak to me
What am I supposed to do about it now?
Past regrets and long laments, they find me somehow
O, what am I supposed to do about it now?
What have I to do but fall down?