This foundation you stand on is paper-thin, budging with the wind
I see you running — running from the truth. I hear the anger — anger in your
shaking voice
You are running in the dark. Stare me in the face and say there is nothing to
live for, to die for
This foundation you stand on is paper-thin, budging with the wind
Look into my eyes and say there is nothing to live for, to die for
Wasted life, wasted time, faithless living as this time rolls by
The pride you carry makes you so weary. Stand on something stronger than
yourself
Stand on something stronger than yourself
This foundation you stand on is paper-thin, budging with the wind
Look into my eyes and say there is nothing to live for, to die for
Wasted life, wasted time, faithless living as this time rolls by
Wasted life, wasted time, faithless living as this time rolls by