NOTHING IN MY HAND
Nothing is in my hand.
Nobody is in my band.
That was deception,
what they have shown.
I was alone, I am alone.
Eyes are crying, sparkling pain.
As I examine, what I have gain.
Some people came,
but now everybody is gone.
I was alone, I am alone.
I am running behind the shadow,
being astray in the meadow.
In this danger zone,
Am I alone?
I was alone, I am alone
