I been waiting at this frontier
And it seems like a hundred years,
But I couldn't see past the gate.
I couldn't see past the hate.
Now [bad word] back to my senses.
I can see a light past the fences,
Standing at the borderline. [bad word] to the end of the line.
Will-power, give me some to survive.
One more hour and [bad word] alive.
I can see the light.
[ [bad word] ]
And there's blue sky breaking
Through the edge of the night.
I can see the light.
Ooh, I can feel the light.
Whoa-whoa! Whoa-whoa!
The most precious thing I possess
Is knowing the answer's yes,
And soon my liberty
Will be a reality.
I've been given a second chance.
I could open my arms and dance.
Open that barricade.
No longer I'm living afraid.
Will-power, give me some to survive.
One more hour and [bad word] alive.
I can see the light.
[ Repeat [bad word] ]
Now I climb the steps to freedom.
The open gates, I can see them.
Hands that I once knew
Beckoning me through.
As the sunlight touch my face,
I can feel the warm embrace.
Arms surround me.
My life has found me.
Will-power, give me some to survive.
One more hour and [bad word] alive.
I can see the light.
[ Repeat [bad word] ]
Whoa-whoa!
Ooh, I can see the light.
I can see the [bad word] in bright.
I can feel the light,
Freedom in sight.
Oh, I can see the [bad word] in bright.
I can feel the light.
I can see the light, [bad word] in bright.
I can feel the light,
Freedom in sight.
I can see the light.
Oh, I can feel the light.
I can see the light, [bad word] in bright.