You are lost in a world you do not know
A weary soul discarded
As you wander the plains that winter claims
The night seems ever darker
You're never on a side
Till you're safe from harm
You say the losers lines
But with a devil on your mind
And a half smile
You will make it right
And I know you'll make it yet
Cause my hope for you is not dead
Will you cross through the hills the hills for her
Although she's long departed
Will you offer your soul your mind it all
A deal when broken hearted
You're never on a side
Till you're safe from harm
You take the losers lines
But with a devil on your mind
And a half smile
You will make it right
And I know you'll make it yet
My hope for you is not dead
Write it out and tear it up
Wonder when the line was crossed
Beating of an endless love
Know that something true is lost
Let it go let it go
I am lost in a world I do not know
A weary soul discarded