Tied, tied to the testing of wills   Where my heart, where my heart breaks   And spills, left to the sight of the sky   In your arms, in your arms I'm      We're thrown to the wolves in the minds   Of your enemies, in the minds of your enemies   And I'm stone in the eyes of your foolishness      If this is what I'm meant for   In your book , no longer interesting   Fall forward just to even the score   Your book, just a thought to you      Tied to the testing of wills   Where my heart, where my heart breaks   And spills, left to the sight of the sky   In your arms, In your arms I'm      We're thrown to the wolves in the minds   Of your enemies, in the minds of your enemies   And I'm stone in the eyes of your foolishness      And I'm nothing more than a line in your book   Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book   Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book   Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book   In your book , in your book      If this is what I'm meant for   In your book , no longer interesting   Fall forward just to even the score   Your book, just a thought to you   Just a thought to you, just a thought to you      Yet I'm nothing more, yet I'm nothing more   Than a line in your book, yet I'm nothing more   Than a line in your book, than a line in your book