Devil on Your Mind - Whitaker

You were lost in a world you do not know

A weary soul, discarded

As you wander the plains that winter claims

The night seems ever darker

You’re never on his side till you’re safe from harm

You say the losers lines

But with the devil on your mind

And a half-smile you will make it right

And I know you’ll make it yet

Because my hope for you is not death

Will you cross through the hills, the hills for her

Although she’s long departed

Will you offer your soul, your mind at all

A deal in brokenhearted

You’re never on his side till you’re safe from harm

You take the losers lines

But with the devil on your mind

And a half-smile you will make it right

And I know you’ll make it yet

My hope for you is not death

Light it out and tear it up

Wonder when the line was crossed

Needing other than what’s not

Know that something true is lost

Let it go

Let it go

I am lost in a world I do not know

A weary soul, discarded