When all your hopes become your fears
when all your nights are filled with tears
when empty arms are all you can touch
when maybe you've been hurting too much
is there anything there?

When all your heart just isn't enough
when all your edges have gotten too rough
when your wings won't set you free
when no one cares who you're trying to be
is there anyone to care?

Will there be a bright morrow to melt away the black?
Will there be an end to the pain?
Will there be a friend nearby to pick up your slack?
Or will the skies begin to rain?

When all your shadows become your best friends
When abandoning your dreams ties up your loose ends
When you run through a ghost town flooded with blood
When dirtied by the kingdom you wash up with mud
is there anything left?
was there ever anything there?
was there any reason to come this far?
is there any reason to care...?