Most of the lyrics, as I remember were written by Benson Krause a good friend of mine that I collaborated with musically over the years. I have an idea of what the song is about, but it’s one thing I never got to ask him 
Forced to follow
roll over face your brown eyes to the grass
forced to show her tomorrows lies become the past
eating up your sorrows making room for more
forced to follow footsteps on the shore
hey i wont be taken away
start over, take your mind back to the past
you know you loved her, this love was supposed to last
the rules destroyed her, ripped her soul in half
death avoids her, to young to die she laughs
hey i wont be taken away
roll over face your blue eyes to the glass
forced to show her, tomorrows accidents become the past
eating up your shadows making room for more
forced to follow, footsteps on the shore
forced to follow