Glass House

At Times I'm Weary From This Road I've Travelled The Fights I Fight Sometimes Leave Me Torn Although I Know That I Have Been Forgiven It Saddens Me From What I Have Done Wrong I See Myself As A Mighty Soldier Even Though I Stumble And I Fall Who Are You To Look And Point Your Finger Just Last Week You Couldn't Control Your Own Who Will Throw The First Stone Who Can Throw The First Stone Who Will Throw The First Stone No, Not One No, Not One At Times I'm Weary From This Road I've Traveled The Fights I Fight Sometimes leave Me Worn All though i know the storm is all around me I draw a line between the waves and shore Who Will Throw The First Stone Who Can Throw The First Stone Who Will Throw The First Stone No, Not One No, Not One Who Will Throw The First Stone Who Will Throw The First Stone Who Will Throw The First Stone Who Will Throw The First Stone