And how do I choose and where do I draw the line
Between truth and necessary pain?
And how do I know and where do I get my belief
That things will be all right again?
Standing in the shadows
With my heart right in my hand,
Removed from all the people
Who could never understand.
I was a pilgrim for your love,
A pilgrim for your love.
It's like living in a nightmare,
Like looking in the blackest hole,
Like standing on the edge of nothing,
Completely out of control.
Now where have I been all these years
And how come I just couldn't see?
Like a blind man walking 'round in darkness,
I was a pilgrim for your love.
