These are more than empty words A personification of our dreams These things are born out of love These things are born out of love
A part of me Pardon me
Is resistance really that futile? Or is resiliance that hard to find? Set out in search of your heart The answer waits inside
A part of me Pardon me
We can't give up, we're standing here right now There's a fight to be fought, we'll find the strength somehow No one can tell, what the future holds But if we don't try, how'd we ever know?