There's a lot that I don't know there's a lot that I'm still learning but I think I'm letting go.
To find my body is still burning and you hold me down and you got me living in the past.
Come on and pick me up somebody clear the wreckage from the blast and I'm alive and I don't need a witness to know that I survived; I'm not looking for forgiveness.
I just need light;
I need light in the dark as I search for the resolution.