| When you’re tired of waiting |
| And time is not on your side |
| When you’re tired of hating me |
| You no longer want to hide |
| You’re stuck to the failures of your life |
| Marred with the sorrows of your strife |
| And time it waits for no one |
| It heals them when you die |
| And soon you are forgotten |
| A whisper within a sigh |
| When there’s trouble admitting |
| That you have been wrong all along |
| When the words you have written down |
| Reads «Everything is gone» |
| You’re stuck to the failures of your life |
| Marred with the sorrows of your strife |
| And time it waits for no one |
| It heals them when you die |
| And soon you are forgotten |
| A whisper within a sigh |
| When you smother your friendships |
| And take much more than you need |
| When you can’t keep a secret to yourself |
| And points to the source of the deed |
| You’re stuck to the failures of your life |
| Marred with the sorrows of your strife |
| And you can never find your satisfaction |
| When you can’t outgrow your false distractions |
| You know your soul is weighed on the silver scale |
| Of deceit and lies |