Weighed down, eyes to the ground
Struck numb, deaf to a sound
Couldn't see a face in front of me
That's how I felt before love came to me
Timid and scared, a broken wing in the air
Calloused and bruised, tired and used
Lost and scattered, it doesn't really matter
That's how I felt before love came to me
You don't have to see to believe
You don't have to rhyme to sing
You don't have to speak to lie
You don't have to walk away to say good-bye
Pitch black, mind in the mud
A sacred rose, buried in the flood
A peasant with no king, a lover with no ring
That's how I felt before love came to me
A child alone, home address unknown
A soldier on the run, courage tied to a stone
I couldn't see the good inside of me
That's how I felt before love came to me
