Tears show the way
All this time we suffered and prayed
Streams of light in your eyes
Tell me something god
Will you… cut the line?
His weakening pulse next to mine
A downward spiral evident in time
Cut the line
Fallen face
Shadows hold the world in place
Am I supposed to count the days
Cut the line
His weakening pulse next to mine
A downward spiral evident in time
The well dressed man in my mind
I can still hear his voice….sing along
Babacik, please come back and talk to me
I miss you more than words can say