My mother raised me not to be like one of them
I still have the same blue eyes
But what I´ve become now makes my mother only wonna cry
Every time I thought I found someone special
I´ve been brought much faster down
I have learned to accept my life as it is
And I´ve learned to forget
Don´t you understand
Would you give me a hand
I´m a broken man
I drift around fallen from grace
But I still believe that someday I will find my place
Maybe then I´ll find you
Just tell me that you won´t break my heart in two
Don´t you understand
Would you give me a hand
I´m a broken man