All those things that I tried to be
While wandering further from me
I'd choked myself in my apathy
Until I no longer could breatheMy heart and my hand, always reaching
Without you within, I was searching
For something realThe fear followed me
And tightly closed my eyes
The pain crippled me
And buried deep the will to even tryTo see so much standing before me
And think there was nothing here for me
How much more wrong could I be?
How much more wrong?The warmth of life had forgotten me
And left me so cold and alone
But you covered me and placed into me
A feeling like none I had knownMy heart and my hand, I have traded
With you in my arms I am closer
To something realThe fear followed me
And tightly closed my eyes
The pain crippled me
And buried deep the will to even tryTo see so much standing before me
And think there was nothing here for me
How much more wrong could I be?
How much more wrong could I be?My heart, and my hand, I have traded
With you in my arms I am closer
To something realTo see so much standing before me
And think there was nothing here for me
How much more wrong could I be?
How much more wrong could I be?