Sometimes, We Borrow
Published: 29 May 2019
Not Who I Am
— Savatage
No life's so short it can't turn around.
You can't spend your life living underground.
Far from above you don't hear a sound.
And I'm out here— waiting.
I don't understand what you want me to be.
It's the dark you're hating.
It's not who I am but you know
that it's all that you see.
No life's so short that it never learns.
No flame's so small that it never burns.
No page is so sure that it never turns.
And I'm out here— waiting.
I don't understand what you want me to be.
It's the dark you're hating.
It's not who I am but you know
that it's all that you see.
Can you live your live in a day,
putting every moment in play,
never hear a word that they say
as the wheels go around?
Tell me if you win will it show?
In a thousand years who would know,
as a million lives come and go
on this same piece of ground?
I've been waiting.
I don't understand
who you want me to be.
It's the dark you're hating.
It's not who I am but I know
that it's all that you see.
I swear on tomorrow, if you take this chance
our lives are this moment: the music, the dance.
And here in this labyrinth of lost mysteries
I close my eyes on this night
and you're all that I see.
You're all that I see.