Story of a bitter hole, called my life.
Pictures are fading, pass me by.
Memories are graying, but the pain remains, but the pain remains.
Then You walk right through that door.
The one that Youve knocked on for so long.
And I see You, for the first time. For the first time in my life.
And I hear You, for the first time. For the first time Im Alive.
Story of a hurting soul, locked up tight
Frustrations hidden, behind the eyes
Body is craving, cut away the pain, cut away the pain
Then You walk right through that door.
The one that Youve knocked on for so long.
And I see You, for the first time. For the first time in my life.
And I hear You, for the first time. For the first time Im Alive.
For the first time Im alive! For the first time Im Alive
And I see You, for the first time. For the first time in my life.
And I hear You, for the first time. For the first time Im Alive.
