Boy, your anger is not too late
I'm standing in your shadow
You're not preaching anyway
Did you ever stop to think what could've been?
Every road I seem to take always leads to dead ends
I feel good hating you
I feel right hating you
If I ever shout your name,
Will you come?
I still travel through the eye of the stars
If I ever shout your name,
Won't you come?
Pictures on the wall
Minutes turn to hours
As the sand begins to fall
Did you ever stop to think what could've been?
Every road I seem to take always leads to dead ends
We walk alone
I feel good hating you
We walk alone
I feel right hating you
We walk alone
If I ever shout your name,
Will you come?
I still travel through the eye of the stars
If I ever shout your name,
Will you come?
If I ever shout your name,
If I ever shout your
If I ever shout your name,
Will you come?