How could I not see you were waiting
for an answer from me
How could I believe you were honest
in what you said
Where will you go now there is nothing
that is further reaching
Draw the line between
what you want and what you need
Where is your sense
Where is your sense of wrong
Gather your wits from the maze
Bury the rest in the past
Cover the tracks that remain
Carry the weigh to the last
Where is your sense
Where is your sense of wrong