Did I serve you right?
To my mind I was high
With my deep well of mine
Accept apologies for my mistakes
For your rights
Time against of my line
Will see you in the queue at my life
There’s no such thing as enemies
Only obstacles for your life
Holding up against the wilderness
War on your life will raise up you to the race
Slow down, Slow down
I’m tired, Everyone’s tried
Trying getting into the track
The system got us on the chasing
All of us on the out of track now
Hope everything will be alright
Can see the darkness through the people all the time
All the night I was in the middle of my night
Accept apologies for not being in the right mind
Hope will you see the right line & time
Will you see the pure truth about your life?
Haven’t you noticed whole the time I was talking about your station in your life?
Isn’t this the correct time?