Mutha's Day Out Green
Sitting all alone
Waiting for an answer
Was today too strong
Was tomorrow not supposed to be
You played the saddest song
A song of grave forgiveness
Was your life meant to be a memory
The blood on my hands
I couldn't see
Were my words all wrong
Was my sight so blind
Now I bow my head to a merciful sky
Was it I
Was it on my hands
Picture standing tall
Standing right before me I smile
As a tear runs down my face
That I feel what I feel
That I see what I see
As the pain
Drives me through the day
The blood on my hands
I couldn't see
Were my words all wrong
Was my sight so blind
Now I bow my head to a merciful sky
Was it I
Was it on my hands
The sun is in my hands
And blinds my path before me
As the tears
Are holding to my face
(chorus:)
