And I wait for a reply from my heart

As the people and seasons pass by

When will you let me have a fresh start

I don’t want be chained to my past

When will you let me have a fresh start

My old heart



The gift of life is wasted on the young

But I don’t feel young with all this baggage

Weighing more than a million tons

With constants breakdowns like an old carriage



And I wait for a reply from my heart

As the people and seasons pass by

When will you let me have a fresh start

I don’t want be chained to the my past

When will you let me have a fresh start



Who will save me from my self ?

Who will pick me up from where I fell ?

I seem to be falling over a lot

I must be the victim of my own sad plot



And I wait for a reply from my heart

As the people and seasons pass by

When will you let me have a fresh start

I don’t want be chained to my past

When will you let me have a fresh start

My old heart



I look at the strange eyes in the mirror

But they are not looking back at me

Like two hot coals they burn in terror

Scared to look at what is happening to me



And I wait for a reply from my heart

As the people and seasons pass by

When will you let me have a fresh start

I don’t want be chained to my past

When will you let me have a fresh start

My old heart