The Way You Fly
I can see it in your eyesThe suffer and your liesWhat you see when you dieYour thoughts before you fly
But when you fallInto a darknessI can feel itMy lack of conscience
It’s in your eyesA glance of sorrowBefore it diesThe way you flyThe way you dieThe way you're coming home tonightYou will never be aloneThe way I liveThe way I take and when I giveYou will never be alone
I can feel it in my headThe passion of your deadI've done it all before it’s my gift to you allTo judge is now my call and I hate all