Cold my hairs grey, And I watch another day Passing by the arcade of my age.
So I'm older, Not a hand or shoulder, After streets of view Falling into you.
Irons in the fire, But my blames are passing high. Seems I'm just a hopeless case without you Without your face, I'm a empty place. Without your voice, I'm a helpless choice.
Why am I still alive? When you're not there I can't survive Gently on the hole you stole my soul.
Still I will cry For the night you said goodbye, And every tear you clearly say your name.
Irons in the fire, But my blames are passing high. Seems I'm just a hopeless case without you Without your face I'm a empty place, Without your voice. I'm a helpless choice.
