I am a lamb asleep on the ground of life
I see stars in the dark insulting my thin dignity
Loyal faith for you can let my hands reach to a shear
I sacrifice my wool and let the blood die out
I believe in your footsteps
But no, no, I doubt that you are the savior
If you really are the god
Tell me how I can handle tommorow
I never find myself worth breathing
I am such a timid, little lamb
But you still keep me alive…
Gracefull winds blow to scoop the field of green
When the bare ground appears, that is my grave where at lie
And when I close my eyes at the edge of life in chilled
You harrass the clouds to set me under the sleet
I believe in your footsteps
But no, no, You are not the one responsible
If I blame it all on god
I would never learn through my yesterdays
I can't find the way to fall in to my dreams
I am still groaning at the darkening sky
But will you still give me more time?
You were born in between my sleepless sheats
You recklessly grew and overtook on me