Green - Mutha's Day Out

Sitting all alone

Waiting for an answer

Was today too strong

Was tomorrow not supposed to be

You played the saddest song

A song of grave forgiveness

Was your life meant to be a

Memory

The blood on my hands

I couldn’t see

Were my words all wrong

Was my sight so blind

Now I bow my head

To a merciful sky

Was it I

Was it on my hands

Picture standing tall

Standing right before me

I smile

As a tear runs down my face

That I feel what I feel

That I see what I see

As the pain

Drives me through the day

The blood on my hands

I couldn’t see

Were my words all wrong

Was my sight so blind

Now I bow my head

To a merciful sky

Was it I

Was it on my hands

The sun is in my hands

And blinds my path before me

As the tears are holding to my face

The blood on my hands

I couldn’t see

Were my words all wrong

Was my sight so blind

Now I bow my head

To a merciful sky

Was it I

Was it on my hands