My eyes were tinted blue
When I thought I knew
This was not just a night
It would never get bright again
So I'll tiptoe around you my friend
And the wind was crisp and clear
An I thought I could hear in the voice of the season
It gave me no reason to go
When it blew off the roof of my home
An I thought that I was getting old
so I dug a big hole and built a cross
An I thought that I could bury
my shame throw in my name with it all
Step back
Try to recall
What happened to it all
Was it always like this
Did I hold out my fist for your fight
Did I kneel down and close my eyes
An I thought that I was getting old
so I dug a big hole and built a cross
An I thought that I could bury
my shame throw in my name with it all