Tear me down as it heals, one more time it takes to feel.
Don’t be afraid, I will forgive it all sure enough,
and make the change that you’re speaking of,
as I pull this sheet over your frozen face.
My time is running out, it’s not a race.
I’ll be the one who is still in need.
As it’s getting dark, I still look around for that spark.
I am afraid.
I can’t begin to think of this place as I pull this sheet over your frozen face.
My time is running out.
It’s not a race.
I’ll be the one who is still in need.
It’s been here so long that we run from it violently.
Forty-two nights turned into days.
Never again will I go away.
It’s been here so long that we run from it violently.
