i am no stranger to pain trouble's a face i know and i have nothing to lose

spending my time alone faces they come and go memories of love gone by

traces of i don't knows manifest to goodbye. . .and in the darkest of days

love has the strangest ways and in the brightest of times it can change

your mind. . .countless occasions misled by persuasion i'm alone here full

of misgiving for lies i've been living i'm on loan here and a cold hand i

feel on my shoulder is pulling me backward making me older an old hand i

feel on my shoulder keeps pulling me backward making me colder making me

colder making me colder. . .colder. . .colder



(Don McCollister/vocals)