Pages turning,
lights are burning,
see what you could not see.
As 1 as the day,
the night makes you pay,
for what was hidden 2 .

Longing to leave,
but begging to 3 ,
that something will make you stay.
You gotta believe,
that this all 4 ,
to somewhere we've never been.

We won't run,
we can fight,
all that keeps us up at night.
There is far,
to go now,
let's not waste a minute more,
in denial.

But I always 5 ,
you knew yourself,
better than anyone.
But the 6 was lost,
when you started listening,
to everyone else.

Cast in this devil,
I've got the 7 ,
the means to make things right.
Tired of guilt,
tired of being sorry,
haven't we 8 enough?
But oh,
that our eyes, x4
will be open.
....