Sometimes it seems all the hope has gone And vanished the things you believed in. You stood alone waiting for your chance. Finding... Losing... Searching... So confusing. Fighting... Winning... Were that dreams worth believing in...
If clarity can display all the words you had to say, All the feelings you tried to explain. Then it will be like a river flowing down the stream. Struggling with fire burning inside you.
Sometimes it seems all the hope has gone. All the things you believed in no more exist. Sometimes it seems the pain only grows. But you have to live, to go on with your burning soul.