Who am I to stand and wonder, to wait
While the wheels of fate slowly grind my life away?
Who am I?

There were some things that I loved one time
But the dreams are gone I thought were mine
And the hidden tears that once did fall
Now burn inside at the thought of all
The years of waste, the years of crime
The passions of a heart so blind
To think that, but even still
As I stand exposed, the feelings are felt
And I cry into the еcho of my loneliness

Who am I to stand and wonder, to wait
Whilе the wheels of fate slowly grind my life away?
Who am I?

What a nothing I've made of life
The empty words, the coward's plight
To be pushed and passed from hand to hand
Never daring to speak, never daring to stand
And the emptiness of my family's eyes
Reminds me over and over of lies
And promises and deeds undone
And now again, I want to run
But now there is nowhere to run to

Who am I to stand and wonder, to wait
While the wheels of fate slowly grind my life away?
Who am I?
Who am I?