You could say I did it for you,
You could say that after all you put me through...

A world destroyed by fear of greatness,
A world so self indulgent it makes you sick...

I've surpassed the point of negotation,
My broken heart can take no more...

I keep telling myself,
That if I was meant to be with you...

You always said,
To not be fake...

Ghosts from the past slip into life,
For reasons of uncertainty...

A moment that stops you in time,
From realising your lost without feeling fine...

Another broken heart,
Another friendship over...

How can you mend a broken heart?
How can the words fall so cruelly into place...

Here I am on this promised land,
With my Love and with my Hope...