I know well What I should do Still choose wrong Again I hate the road I take each time I know why Still go I want good Yet fail again I turn back Too late I hide my face From what I did I ask why No change Yet I rise Once more From dust Still I turn Back now Again Now I own My wrong No lies Hope Still lives In me Again I lose grip On what is right I want peace But stray I feed the flame Then curse the burn I know truth Still lie I wake cold With shame on me I face dawn Half blind I name the wound I let light in I start small Again Yet I rise Once more From dust Still I turn Back now Again Now I own My wrong No lies Hope Still lives In me Again Yet I rise Once more From dust Still I turn Back now Again Now I own My wrong No lies Hope Still lives In me Again
