I stumble round on through my memory's maze
of all my past, only the sadness stays.
I went moping down by the bridge
I rode a bike in the snow to the mini-mart
I thought of the ways that I've broke my own heart
It's not for me
to fill the blue sea with tears
but when I think back on all the wasted years
all the good cheer and all the charm disappears
I wore the exact same clothes for five days
the bailbondsman gave me a smile
I was thinking of only my sins all the while
As I try to fill all of my empty days
I stumble round on through my memory's maze
of all my past, only the sadness stays
