| Praying for myself
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| These thoughts I try to hide
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| I have faith in me and hope this will survive
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| But it’s tearing me apart
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| I can’t hear the words by which I guide
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| So I must ask again, who will carry me?
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| I cannot deny, nothing can defend
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| From the helplessness that’s cutting deep inside
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| And I can’t prevent the thought that nothing’s real
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| It seems I’m waiting years for this day to end
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| The strength I need to feel, the pride inside of me
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| Are not there behind the face that’s staring back at me
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| The anger and the pain of knowing where I am
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| I have come so far and I cannot return
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| Nothing I can do that I have not done
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| No words I can say, no truth left that I can see
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| So must I let this end and everything fall apart
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| Before I live my life as I have always done?
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| Tell me what to do so I do nothing wrong
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| Something I can hope for, something real that I can see
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| So nothing falls apart, so this does not end
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| I cannot return, I can’t start again
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| Nothing to deny, nothing to defend
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| From the helplessness that’s cutting me so deep inside
|
| And I can’t prevent the thought that nothing’s real
|
| It seems I’m waiting years for this day to end
|
| Praying for myself
|
| These thoughts I try to hide
|
| I have faith in me and hope this will survive
|
| But it’s tearing me apart
|
| I can’t hear the words by which I guide
|
| So I must ask again, who will carry me?
|
| Nothing I can do that I have not done
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| No words I can say, no truth left that I can see
|
| So must I let this end and everything fall apart
|
| Before I live my life as I have always done?
|
| Tell me what to do so I do nothing wrong
|
| Something I can hope for, something real that I can see
|
| So nothing falls apart, so this does not end
|
| I cannot return, I can’t start again
|
| Nothing I can do that I have not done
|
| No words I can say, no truth left that I can see
|
| So must I let this end and everything fall apart
|
| Before I live my life as I have always done?
|
| Tell me what to do so I do nothing wrong
|
| Something I can hope for, something real that I can see
|
| So nothing falls apart, so this does not end
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| I cannot return, I can’t start again |