Like a father to a son, all that's mine is always Yours The stars of Heaven mourn for what's to come I hear a lover's song inviting me away I know the first heart that breaks isn't mine but Yours I know now all things, they must pass but, oh the cost How can I ask to know what forgiveness is While my hands are still tied with guilt and the filth of mistrust? My hands have built the cross How can I ever look into Your eyes When my hands will nail You down? How can I ask to know what forgiveness is When it's my hands that built the cross? How can I account for this? How can I just walk away? There's a flame that still lights the gate