Last Request - Kestrel

I never could tell why you treat me so well

When I’m bad to you most of the time, my love

The end of the day when the morning can say

I am gone, and I know

The song and the laughter are all gone away

That is true, oh yes

At first it was fine and I knew what was mine

But there came a day, I don’t know why, my love

The sky turning gold and the tales that you told to me

Oh believe me.

I never wanted this to be this way

And it’s true, oh yes

All good things have to end

Hurt people have to mend

Don’t you believe that it’s true

So come on and rise

Wipe the sleep from your eyes and know

Never look back again

Sunshine or falling rain

Never believe what you see

For the poorest win

And the people who sin die with me, my love

And nobody takes them away

So look at yourself, no, you’re not on the shelf

It’s a state of mind, I know it well, my love

The winds are the earth and the jokes and the mirth

That you hear in your head

And god will provide for you

And that is true, anytime anytime, anytime

I feel the same everyday

I was alone and they don’t believe me

They’re satisfied I can’t formulate my own affairs

So that someone cares about my life

I feel the same everyday