If it wasn't for you, the sky would be blue
Why'd you make it so hard, and take everything to heart
How come you don't understand, it's in the palm of your hand
But you never come around, you just sit and look down

Donald and Gerry were never good
Lost in the wilderness, out in the wood
Just like the lonely and misunderstood in your town

A little bed filled with light, couldn't stand what blocked it's sight
You were the only one that knew, what the world was coming to
You always give away your hand and wanna do the things you can't
Never learned to walk away, can't get around the price you paid

It's only a matter of time before smoke filled the air and then blood on the floor
Fill up the bag and then gone out the door, and blown around

I could have lived a better life, I could have been alright
Could have got away so clean, but it doesn't matter what I need
Cos the two of us are blood, and where you go you bring the flood
It could matter to me now, but there was never any doubt

Donald and Gerry were never sure, if their luck had got lost
Or just started out poor, so far behind they can't settle the score
By doubling down

Copyright: CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP, Capitol CMG Publishing
Writer(s): Bill Ritchie, Peter Bruntnell