Take This Life - Tom Salta

Take this life,

And hold it, tender in your hand.

Take this life,

And mold it according to the plan.

They’ll move on —

A memory, leaving us behind.

You never asked me who I was,

But saw me for what I had to be.

You never wasted time on love

When knowing no truth could set us free.

You’ll move on —

A memory, leaving us behind.

We’re your legacy,

Abandoned, the remnants of a time.

I’ll never know a mother’s love again,

I’ll never be beside her in the end.

The world just goes around, but every day I’m falling,

And I reach out, but no one hears me calling.

So I know now: I’ll never live at all again.

Will you?

You never asked me who I am,

So tell me, did you ever give a damn?