When your heart is not able,
and your prayers,
they're not fables...
these years have been so trying,
if I only knew the answer, i wouldn’t be bothering you.
This behavior’s so unexplainable, the days just slip and slide like they always did.
The trouble is my head won’t let me forget!
If I only knew the answer,
If I change my way of living,
and if I pave my streets with good times,
will the mountain keep on giving?
And if all of our days are numbered,
then why do I keep counting?
I took one last good look around,
before to say... Good bye!