Array of fortunate life
But could you live through the fight
No you couldnt...
All the years of sheltered emotion
All these years Ive seen no devotion
From you I could I offer honesty
If everyday offered something real
Decay of fortune and might
But would you stand up and fight
No you wouldnt
All these years without any notion
All the years Ive seen no devotion from you
-chorus-
