Chicago歌词

In this grave hour,
I have composed our final song
The last words of our love lost (of our love lost)
I called your hands home for years, for years, for years, for years on end.
It's become distant and
I hate my helpless defiance.
No.You have no problem finding me,
Although you only commit unintentionally. (unintentionally)
I do it for the
Lord,I do it for
Chicago.I once lived for you,
And I've never ever been
So wrong (wrong), wrong,
So wrong (wrong), wrong.
We keep building,
Building to find no release.