No more, I just can't live here No more, I can't take it, can't take it No more, what do we stand for When we all live in fear I can't stop the rain But I can stop the tears Oh I can fight the fire But I can't fight the fear Give me reason to stay here

I cannot get up by the howling cry Just justify my longing to die, Bury me down at last, I think about it in the shadows and cry! Can scissors heal a man torn of tears, A fading I fear inside. The reaper in sheet will stand by me I'm dreaming, I'm

No fear (I'm ready) I'm not afraid anymore Take a look at me, Take a look at me No fear and no tears I was afraid to be myself. I was afraid that you could tell. I was afraid of what I felt.

That's what's going to save me Well it's a new year, with it comes more than new fears. Met a young man who was in tears, he asked me, "What induces us to stay here?" I said, "I don't know much and I'm not lying, But I think you just have to keep on

I'm not searching the sky for a reason to live 'Cause I found beauty right here and found the passion to give, So let me give you my heart, let me give you my tears, Let me give you my life, let me give you my fears. This is my open letter, This is

Yeah, when I get where I'm going There'll be only happy tears I will love and have no fear When I get where I'm going I will shed the sins and struggles I have carried all these years And I'll leave my heart wide open Don't cry for me down here On the

No more talk of darkness Forget these wide-eyed fears I'm here, nothing can harm you My words will warm and calm you Let me be your freedom Let daylight dry your tears I'm here, with you, beside you To guard you and to guide you Say you'll love me every

They call the lonely one Is it good to have cried? With the longing to hide On your heartaches and fears Is it wise to be cold, to struggle, to hold back with tears If you could only see the girl You'd know that since you're gone The lonely one is me

For the rest of your lives Lost in a fog I've been treated like a dog And I'm out of here I got no name And I feel no shame And I got no fear And I bow down To the tears of a clown

They cried the tears, they shed the fears, Up and down the land, They stole guitars or used guitars So the tape would understand, Without even the slightest hope of a thousand sales Just as if, as if there was, a Hitsville in U.K., I know the boy was all