From the western lands i come i got no friends to belong and i know i got to fight to carry on With my tarnished eyes i see how life gets along with me and i know that someone else will set me free I plow through my memories
From the western lands i come i got no friends to belong and i know i got to fight to carry on With my tarnished eyes i see how life gets along with me and i know that someone else will set me free I plow through my memories