I walk trough the valley of shadow of death, with a trail of a broken hearts that i have left the innocence of fathers have been my pray, so now i have discover the arrow of my way how does it feels to be the broken man, if you wanna ask the fool, well,here i am oh i'm so sorry for what i have done, all i can do now is pick a bag and go home the cross that i carry,i carry alone save your pity cause i should have know how it would feel to be the broken man, if you wanna ask the fool, well,here i am i'm a broken man...