Michael Sweet
Michael Sweet
Michael Sweet
Michael Sweet
Michael Sweet
Michael Sweet
Michael Sweet
Michael Sweet
Michael Sweet
Michael Sweet
Michael Sweet
Michael Sweet
Michael Sweet
Michael Sweet
Here I am standing, barely with one foot on the ground
Balance is lost it can't be found
Minds are demanding, there was a time when mine was sound
It used to be free but now it's bound
Finisher, oh finisher can you save me from myself
I am blind but I can see that my life's as good as hell
I'm not God, I'm just a man, what would ever make me think
That I could get to Heaven all alone
I'm taking on water, and at any moment I'm going down
All from the weight of my own crown
Finisher, oh finisher can you Save me from myself
I am blind but I can see that my life's as good as hell
I'm not God, I'm just a man, what would ever make me think
That I could get to Heaven all alone