Days filled with joy and days filled with sorrow I don't know just what to do Am I happy today, am I lonely tomorrow Everything depends on you I've been waiting for the angels to knock on my door I've been hopin' that everything could be like before Open

I am not empty inside Though I long, to make this right I am not empty Don't want to lose everything Just want to feel again My heart would burst for you If that would make things right I don't feel anything Outside the pain you bring

Over and over and over and over again I have seen the fields aflame Was just another way to scream your name Better than this Oh, don't you know I have seen And everything I ever did And I go home alone

Oh lord here I stand Suddely everything's gone For all Noldor From now on my life Is my gift to you Just lead my fate To the victory

Give me a boost over Heaven's gate You're the one habit I just can't kick I'm gonna need a boost 'Cause everything else is a substitute for your love As many times as you can And in the end if I don't make it on the list Would you sneak me a wristband?

I just want us to go (go go) Drop everything and just go (go go) So you can just chill And clear your head And let me do everything for you cause you deserve it Well let just first make this with you cause you are so worth it It'd be so nice

Of everything that's possible In the hearts and minds of man Keep on locking your doors Keep on building your floors Keep on just as before Here at the end, end Pay disasters no mind Didn't get you this time

Some things fall when they're meant to fall Don't give me more than I can handle This is not like it was before Baby I'm not afraid And you can see everything Don't give me more than I can take Oh hell just give me all you've got in every way It's not

I can depend on myself Guys they always wonder about me (yeah, I hear ya "T") Cause everything I have is my own (I'm feelin' dis) There's no other way you can doubt me (and I'm listenin') Before I trust you I'll just be here alone Can I tell ya, can I

Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn Doing it all by hand, 'cause when everything is handed to you It's only worth as much as the time put in It all just seems so good the way we had it Back before everything became automatic Quarter in a payphone