So am I, good or bad?
The way that things did turn out
I did only, make you sad
And we cried, we cried
On the phone
Oh, you were majesty
Your robes were heavy
And your longing was a cut from bone
So am I, am I good or bad?
Could only awake your anger
Could only make you mad
Now was that how you showed me
That you were still so young and bold
Anyway those fights did drive me
And I was dying of thirst, I wasn't growing old
But in my mind
I could still climb inside your.
But in my mind
And I could be victorious
Still the only man to pass through the glorious arch of your head
O-oh you were
