Who's To Blame

Some days you like listening to the music

Some days you'd rather not hear

But inside your dreams

Your melody holds you near

It’s true you're no saint, no angel without fear

Yet you can still cover your eyes

You know it’s too hard to fly, so life will pass you by

Roaring shores drown out your cries

A bittersweet lullaby

Deserving you are of more than you have

Yet nothing more and nothing less

You are the cause of the struggles you chase

Yes, my dear, you are a mess

But that is the beauty of life don't you know it

It's all just the play of the game

In the hardships you face for the Devil's embrace

You’ll find there’s a lesson to blame

Raise your flag, take your stand

And let life take your hand

Then never look back again

Never look back again

Somedays I like listening to the music

Somedays I'd rather not hear

But when in my dreams, I see colors are flying

My melody conquered the years

My melody conquered the years