YouÔÇÖre holding all the pain inside
And youÔÇÖre thinkinÔÇÖ about the end to come
It seems to be the only thing for you whatÔÇÖs real
So, you feel that youÔÇÖve become
Too cynical to live your life
And you believe that there is no way to be free
So, youÔÇÖre losinÔÇÖ all your time
To figure out whatÔÇÖs wrong and right
But, I believe that you have more than this to give
Well, itÔÇÖs not me who will decide
WhoÔÇÖs lovinÔÇÖ who and what is right
Because itÔÇÖs you who has the power to forgive
(yourself)
YouÔÇÖre blessed to cry
As you change your point of view
And you lead your fears to burn
YouÔÇÖre blessed to fly
And able to return
When youÔÇÖre bleeding for the cure
