There's a picture frame inside those eyes 
There he stands alone, a boy who cries 
With an old man standing to my right 
He's staring at my empty life 

Go and try to change my mind 
Thunder rolling down my spine 
Push along through my wrongs 
I'm breaking these walls 

So I stand outside your window 
With my hands up towards the sky 
With the hopes of dancing on this street 
So I wait outside for the taste of heaven 

There's an answer in the desert sun 
The vulture cries "the war is won!" 
On a highway burning my last chance 
I'm driving fast, I won't look back 

Go and try to change my mind 
Thunder rolling down my spine 
Push along through my wrongs 
I'm breaking these walls 

So I stand outside your window 
With my hands up towards the sky 
With the hopes of dancing on this street 
So I wait outside for the taste of heaven 

Break the silence  [bad word] or violence 
You chose to let me go 
You gave me no reason 
No chance to believe in 
Only let downs show that I'm still alive 

So I stand outside your window 
With my hands up towards the sky 
With the hopes of dancing on this street 
So I wait outside for the taste of heaven