There are so many people dying
You complain about your situation
Half the world wouldn't know what it's like to lose your seed
Maybe you can understand how it feels
You're probably watching over us
The guilt has lasted you still cry
The table's cold it's too late
To make up for these mistakes
Maybe you can't understand how it feels
You're probably watching over us
I can't say what I would have done
I'd like to rest with you someday