Testo With Hands Tied (Behind My Back) Hangnail
Itæàï not getting later,
thereæàï no common place,
and everythingæàï taken.
With these expectations,
of getting this right,
who could avoid failure.
With hands tied behind my back,
I stand helpless waiting.
Confined to this breaking point,
I donæàð stand alone.
How have I forgotten,
the source of control,
my first inspiration.
When trying to take on,
this life obstacle,
I need to remember.