He is such an inspiration for the ways that I will never ever choose to be.
He did this, took all I had, and left me this way...
still I pray never stray;
never taste of the fruit I never thought to question why.
Difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed and passed over.
It's not like I killed someone.
It's not like I drove a spiteful spear into his side.
Pray for one who left, I broke down and paralyzed;
-- and he watched the change in me.
He did it all for me.