Oh, I am tired of living
A life with so much giving
And not enough receiving at my end
And I, I am weary to the bone
I'm shaking
I'm falling
I'm dying alone

If I questioned the existence of angels
Would you shake your head and say I've been thinking too much
Would you leave me in the end
Leave me so you wouldn't end up my friend

Oh, I am tired of living
A life with so much giving
And not enough receiving at my end
And I, I am weary to the bone
I'm shaking
I'm falling
I'm dying alone

I'm dying alone
I am dying alone
Just like I was born
I will fall on my own

I, I have prayed to the God that they said would hear me
And they were all wrong 'cause I never got a reply
So I turned to one who lives only in darkness, and when Satan kept silent
My last hope of hoping died

And I'm still tired of living
A life with so much giving
And not enough receiving at my end
And I, I am weary to the bone
I'm shaking
I'm falling
I'm dying alone