Trying to forget the pain
The love she found was so short lived
Love they said "mask's" a multitude of sin
Lindsey recalls the questions fine
Accusating fingers stand in line
But in her heart she begs the question why?
Sweet is the sound of grace
But her eyes were blinded
When she looked into his face
Passion played into her heart
On looking for more to feed his greed
She caused the pure to fall
But she still hears the call
Lindsey recalls the questions fine
When the longest hour had arrived
No one was there to hear her cry...