hom many times, must i die, before i live

how many tears, must i cry, before im dry


how many sorrows, must i hate, before its too late

how many strings, must i cut, ´til its enough


how much love must i lose, how many choices are there to chose, before im done



this feeling, wont go, anywhere

this road, is lonely, im full of fear


this life, so called life, where can it be

this cold, im old, but not so free


how many heartaches must i stand, how much pain can you demand, from me



i dont care if you care, im not going anywhere, without you