Sometimes I Wonder Who Am I

The World Seeming To Pass Me By

A Younger Man Now Getting Old

I Have To Wonder What The Rest Of Life Will Hold



I Hold A Mirror To My Face

There Are Some Lines That I Could Trace

To Memories Of Loving You

The Passion That Breaks Reason In Two



I Have To Think And Stop Me Now

If Reminisces Make You Frown

One Thinks Of What One Hoped To Be

And Then Faces Reality



Sometimes I Wonder Who Am I

Who Made The Trees

Who Made The Sky

Who Made The Storms

Who Made Heartbreak

I Wonder How Much Life I Can Take



I Know I Like To Dream A Lot

And Think Of Other Worlds That Are Not

I Hate That I Need Air To Breathe

I'd Like To Leave This Body And Be Free



I'd Like To Float Like A Mystic Child

I'd Like To Kiss An Angel On The Brow

I'd Like To Solve The Mysteries Of Life

By Cutting Someone's Throat Or Removing Their Heart



You'd Like To See It Beat

You'd Like To Hold Your Eyes

And Though You Know I'm Dead

You'd Like To Hold My Thighs



If It's Wrong To Think On This

To Hold The Dead Past In Your Fist

Why Were We Given Memories

Let Us Lose Our Minds And Be Set Free



Sometimes I Wonder Who Am I

The World Seeming To Pass Me By

A Younger Man Now Getting Old

I Have To Wonder What The Rest Of Life Will Hold



I Wonder Who Started This

Was God In Love And Gave A Kiss

To Someone Who Later Betrayed

And Godless Love Sent Us Away



To Someone Who Later Betrayed

Godless Love Sent Us Away



Someone Who Later Betrayed

Godless Love Sent Us Away