Going on this road again,
Kickin peaces of wasted paper,
Looking at the sky at night,
And seeing the same old stars,

Walking to this lonely park,
Sitting down on the bench,
Opening a bottle to drink,
And praying that it will be over,

And so those wasted years passed me by,
All those days of sorrow somehow gone,
I walked away looking back into those times when
I felt so alone in my life

It's so easy to give up on yourself,
When you feel the pain over again,
I said to myself so many times to run away,
And search at last for what i seeked so long,

Here and now thinking to myself,
What am I doing with this bottle,
Searching in my head ,
The old me that once was,

I got nothing left to live for,
I only see those black eyes,
Which are filled in so much pain,
Pain that I've caused,

And so those wasted years passed me by,
All those days of sorrow somehow gone,
I walked away looking back into those times when
I felt so alone in my life

It's so easy to give up on yourself,
When you feel the pain over again,
I said to myself so many times to run away,
And search at last for what i seeked so long,

Look at me,
Look in what i become,
Look into my eyes,
And see a once great man,

Dont try to hold my hand,
It is so cold right now,
Try not to cry for me,
I can do this on my own,

And so those wasted years passed me by,
All those days of sorrow somehow gone,
I walked away looking back into those times when
I felt so alone in my life

It's so easy to give up on yourself,
When you feel the pain over again,
I said to myself so many times to run away,
And search at last for what i seeked so long

So long....