IV - The Road and the Damned

I believe in the world right in front of me, but now, along these empty streets where this curse holds these memories of a man, you know he's lost. No time to think about it. No room to breathe. If I had a way back, I'd ride through the dark and the door (but please don't wait for me) because the man you love don't live anymore. I can't go home again. Tonight you'll sleep. You'll feel what might become of me, my dear. Within these end old days where this longing turns this man to pray and a love begins to die. No time to live in the deep, girl, I'm worth the second chance. (What have I done?!) No time to think about it, no room to breathe! If I had a way back, I'd ride through the dark and the door (but please don't wait) because the man you love don't live anymore. I can't go home again. I believed in the world, once in front of me, well, now that's gone. If I had the way back, I'd ride through the dark and the door (but please don't wait for me) because the man you love don't live anymore. I can't go home again. Bye, goodbye. Bye, my dear.