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