Guilty

Easily through the trees, i can see what he is missing,
Gentle wind pulls on my hair.
Easily through the trees, i can see what he is free of,
We breathe in clean sweet air.

Tell me, what you once were, why are you this way?
Tell me if your mind hurts, shall i go away?
[is he always guilty? is he always?] is he always?

Please hold the crying man, love me all you can,
I'll be the one you pray for and serve my fate.
Let me be your reason, i need to be strong,
Please hold the crying man and serve my fate.

Carved in stone, left alone, as so many troubled faces,
I see them out my window.
Tumble down, roll around, wrestle with the demons,
All the sun turns into rain.

Love me, i can tell you anything, i can tell you anything.