Thereâs a tear upon your shoulder,
And a scar upon your soul,
Do you fear youâre getting older,
Does it bother you so?
Iâm out on my feet again,
Is this love lost or found,
Iâm caught in your wires and beginning to tire, baby pleaseâ¦
Weâre silent for hours,
The candles scream for their release,
Like crumbling towers,
They melt into pools at your feet.
Thereâs a tear upon your shoulder,
And a scar upon your soul,
Do you fear youâre getting older,
Does it bother you so?
Iâm out on my feet again,
Is this love lost or found,
Iâm caught in your wires and beginning to tire, baby pleaseâ¦
Iâm not sorry, Iâm not sorryâ¦
Thereâs a tear upon your shoulder,
And a scar upon your soul,
Do you fear youâre getting older,
Does it bother you so?
Iâm out on my feet again,
Is this love lost or found,
This tale through the years trading smiles for my tears,
The night is now lost, the sun now appears over the fields and through the towns,
Baby pleaseâ¦