If I could just believe in this… then it could…be so much more… if you could believe too… one of these days I’ll get up there and transform into something mo-ore… than flesh and blood… and weakness…
Verse: Those weekends where we felt like kings and queens… well no one… could ever defeat us… Well last nights glorys fading quick… we weren’t supposed to feel this sick now… So broken, weary and strained…
Chrous: This time.. I won’t be dragged down this time… I’ll stand my ground and I…won’t be so easily defeated Now I…will rise above my doubts…I’ll be free of and I…will overcome my weakness
Verse: Well I turned my heart to stone and pushed aside… affection…and those well meaning… but a void heart is still held in chains with nothing ventured nothings gained am I back where I started from?
Chrous: This time.. I won’t be dragged down this time… I’ll stand my ground and I…won’t be so easily defeated Now I…will rise above my doubts…I’ll be free of and I…will overcome my weakness