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 tomorrow 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 I lie And when I close my eyes at the edge of life in chill 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 into my dreams I am still groaning at the darkening sky But will you still give me more time?
You were born in between me sleepless sheets You recklessly grew and overtook on me
