i borrowed a tie i said burden my body drain me like a sink make me weak and godly transform me from a little child so references were check and forms were filed and my first mistake was doing hard work for its own sake now my frame is battered and worn i m still spoiled as the day i was born at fifteen i admire your silver hair sunken eyes and the troubled look you wear and i want this thunder cloud to linger anything to hide these un calloused fingers and my first mistake was doing hard work for its own sake now my frame is battered and worn i m still spoiled as the day i was born but sometimes a cross is just a cross sometimes the extra mile is just an extra mile i ve got to find another way to remake myself but i don t know what it is i don t know what it is oh sometimes a cross is just a cross sometimes the extra mile is just an extra mile and i ve got i ve got i ve got to find another way to remake myself but i don t know what it is i don t know what it is1