i am no stranger to pain trouble's a face i know and i have nothing to lose
spending my time alone faces they come and go memories of love gone by
traces of i don't knows manifest to goodbye. . .and in the darkest of days
love has the strangest ways and in the brightest of times it can change
your mind. . .countless occasions misled by persuasion i'm alone here full
of misgiving for lies i've been living i'm on loan here and a cold hand i
feel on my shoulder is pulling me backward making me older an old hand i
feel on my shoulder keeps pulling me backward making me colder making me
colder making me colder. . .colder. . .colder

(Don McCollister/vocal