Searching through my memories

like boxes in an attic

the year’ve flown by

God what’ve i done?

I was kind of happy

When i think of it now

But back then i was lost…

I didn’t see it like i do now

the memories

the mistakes

the joy,

the sorrow

they come back to me

& i hope that i’ll leave behind

all i’ve done wrong

no, can’t you see

it haunts me night after night

cause it’s what I’ve done wrong

Its my fault

so I pray

clean conscience please…

i’ll get back on my feet,

i’ll prove them wrong, you’ll see

Those who hurt me… i’ll leave them be

no revenge, no bad thoughts

i won’t hurt anybody no more

so can’t you just give me my wish

for a clear conscience

i’ve made mistakes…

and they’ve never been small

once in a while, it happens

shakes up the balance

and i start to fall

i’ve made mistakes

big ones…

so now all i want is

a

clean conscience…