There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

They lost their faith And now they had to learn There was no place to return Nowhere they could turn. They lived in peace, not long ago A mighty Indian tribe But the winds of change, Made them realize, that the promises were lies. The white man's greed,

Whoa, whoa, whoa yeah. Is there a place I can go? Is there a way to get me there? If I've forgotten what to say It's because all words are dust. If this is really what you think, How come you won't look me in the eye? All this crying in your sleep As I

It's times like this, but time's run out But for now I don't see what's so wrong with pretending It's true I thought you knew. This place reminds me of, A time that's way too old. These thoughts have gathered up the memories unfold. Believe her, it's all

I will leave the light on Guiding like a lighthouse to a place where you'll be Safe to feel at grace 'cause we've all made mistakes If you've lost your way 'Cause if you look into the distance, there's a house upon the hill The second someone mentioned

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

If I'm lucky, There will be a time and a place, You'll kiss me, we'll embrace; In that moment, Every wishful dream I ever knew Will come true; I will go through the years with you. You will tell me that you care, That we'll never be apart.

Fear - there's a way out Touch of red Nothing has it all Bury the place I've been I fear there's a way out Reaching depth of clarity I'm not supposed to be like this I should be on the top of the world

There's a place for the baby that died He was taken away And there's a time for the mother who cried 'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long How could you hurt a child When will the icicle melt The icicle, icicle

I feel there's no place left to hide Drowning in slow motion From myself, I am left behind Is this fate imagined? Blackened horizon Light has withdrawn All behold the bloodshed Down upon your knees All extol the godsend