You're holding all the pain inside And you're thinkin' about the end to come It seems to be the only thing for you what's real So, you feel that you've become Too cynical to live your life And you believe that there is no way to be free So, you're losin' all your time To figure out what's wrong and right But, I believe that you have more than this to give Well, it's not me who will decide Who's lovin' who and what is right Because it's you who has the power to forgive (yourself) You're blessed to cry As you change your point of view And you lead your fears to burn You're blessed to fly And able to return When you're bleeding for the cure