Yes I am the boy, Who once worshipped you. As you seemed to destroy the ground beneath you. No more am I, A part of the cyde, Or the boy who once worshipped you. They don't know, Cause they don't know you like I do, You say you're back now and you, You say you want me, I don't believe you. Cause I'm on track now. You're in the background. You say you want me, Do you really? I don't believe you, Nor do I need you, Cause you're in The Background. You're in The Background. Yes I know you've travelled, Over seas and rivers. But you can not come back now for there are no bridges. There's a trail of sorrow, That you revealed to, The eyes of a boy, Who once worshipped you.