John Norum - Wasted Labor lyrics

All that I know, all that I fear, all of my wasted labor Reaching too far, tearing out my heart all to save your love from the hate Elegant lure, sneakingly vague Feeds upon the pained and the sore Driving me down, watching the wheels blow out stealing your lives, children you walk the live Taking you out, inviting the breaking down Gotta get back in the race your faith For all that I live, through all the extremes Prisons of our own making Fighting the weight of malignant moods That hold on to the faith of the drowned Into the lens, taping your life The nothing your submission allows Takin' you under, under… Takin' you under Driving me down, cruising the underground Backwards again, this time it's maiking no sense Taking me out, down through the dead end round Back in the race, all isn't out of place For all, for all I can reach, all that can hear All isn't wasted labor Fields of your life, fields of your life Don't let it get you down, fields of your life How many times around have taken you so far down Don't let it get you down, fields of your life How many times around have taken you so far down Let it go, let go, let it all go, go