Sentenced

where would I start what words would I find of a weary heart and a desperate mind what i&come to what i&been through what&this pain for a thousand ways i move back and forth the feigned prayers will hide what i&worth what i&come to what i&seen through why i want more the only thing i had for you was just a plain love meant for two i felt inspired still i have fire within i&breathless though i wouldn&care about the things i&found unfair you know i sentenced myself to give in and then again you hold final court the pulsing strain of the hurting thought what&this pain for why i want more what i&come to the only thing i had for you was just a plain love meant for two i felt inspired still i have fire within i&breathless though i wouldn&care about the things i&found unfair you know i sentenced myself (too)