Final Hour

I never write without a rhyme or a reason But who am I to say what you believe in And I can see that its the way that your leaning And I'll be dyeing with the change of the season I hear the bells begin to chime From within the tower I can't turn back the hands of time It's counting down my final hour I know you're lost and you're feeling confused You're thinking that there's nothing you can do But listen now because I'm telling you I played the game with nothing to lose There's every where to look but there's no where to go You realize now that you reap what you sew But take my hand and I'll lead you through the dark Death is where it ends but that's just the start I'm cumbersome my love is gone I'll never know where this went wrong My days are dark my nights are long My hands are weak my will is strong And what I leave behind What I leave behind What I leave behind Is lost in you I hear the bells begin to chime From within the tower I can't turn back the hands of time It's counting down my final hour I hear the bells begin to chime From within the tower I can't turn back the hands of time It's counting down my final hour