For each and every hour
And minute make a present spent
Who am I to ask the power
Never feelings represent just why
I cannot speak
For those who try
But are too weak
To take a stand
For what they believe
And never planned to be conceived
No one ever said to me
You have to write your own story
Before you can explain to them
What makes us human on the end is why
I cannot speak
For those who try
But are too weak
To take a stand
For what they believe
And never planned
What they conceived
And every night she comes to me
In different guises as I plea
She'll stay with me and never leave
Then soon as I believe
Herself she must retrieve
And away she must flee
And alone I'll be