Forgive — текст песни (Bill Miller)

seven blue stones in the desert sand
a shiny gun in a young thief`s hand
a stolen car and a broken dream
blood on his hands that won`t come clean

no where to run, no where to turn
the fires of rage begin to burn
you can`t go home, he can`t go on
his flesh is weak, and his spirits gone

now he`s behind a prison wall
and doesn`t have the will to live
he says it`s all his father`s fault
he taught his son the way to live
he was unable to forgive

she wore his ring for thirty years
then one night he confessed his darkest fears
he`d been unfaithful, been untrue
what could she say, what could she do?
no where to run, no where to turn
the fires of rage began to burn
she can`t go home, she can`t go on
her flesh is weak her spirits gone

he betrayed her with a kiss
killed her desires, her will to live
who was blinded, what did they miss?
will she be able to forgive?
are we able to forgive?