Scour the forest through the night
Searching for a
sign of life Memories of fears and strife
Keep his legs from
Turning blue Broken bones and muddy shoes
Running through the
fields I knew Join the ranks of the favored few
what have
I become
Won't you save me Before the day
is done
Won't you save me, now that we have won
Got what's left Lost my rights when
I was young Taken by the
ones I trust Long before I knew of love
All the things
I Understood Fighting for the greater good
Now tell me why this
feels so wrong ,feels so wrong to hold this gun
Now look what I've
become…
Won't you save me, before the day is
done
Won't you save me
Now that we have won