Verse:
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