Come along with me
And test my patience
Sitting here alone
I wish to tell you a story
The sun on the face of the hero
Wind blowing through the hair
But I can't tell you every single
Feeling that we share
The doorway opens wide
And he steps out into the fray
Should he throw it all
Should he throw it all away?
Time for the courtesy
The leading on stage
This is how he falls
And fails to turn the page
What's the point of leaving here
Without the remaining show
Abandoning all of the ones
That we have come to know
Zero days and zero nights
Knowing infinite regret
The type of guilt he
Will not understand
Until they've met
Until they have met
Until they have met
Until they have met
Dragging into the dead of night
Without the rare bliss
Take the punishment by your words
And feel the pain upon their lips