Oh, you bore me to the seams
With your sorrows and your dreams,
And the tales of things you gave up just for me-
You tell me when I came,
That I was bound in mental chains,
But you never really tried to set me free!
(And I'm going…)
You say it hurts so much
For you to speak about your past,
And then you tell me of the many things you've lost-
You tell me when I came
That I was blind and I was lame,
But you gave me sight and freedom at what cost!
(And I'm gone…)