I visioned one more better day
To close the fever away
Before the sun was to move on

Dreams [bad word] Love left alone
Until the breaking of down
From Eden we have flown.

And [bad word] to realize each passing day
That we blindly threw our bliss away

How long must I fall before I can rise?
For I am a kind in the sun ? here [bad word] 
How far must I walk to touch the sky?
But still [bad word] undone

I dead, am I alive
Show me the essence of life
Before I am to move on.

The single [bad word] I couldn't scorn
Arrogance made me forlorn
And still a kind was born.

Walk with me through the storm
The chill dies away
And my message will bloom

I am king in the sun
I won't surrender in the presence of doom

For I have light
And no more gloom circles my soul

But [bad word] to realize this final day
That joy and hope at last [bad word] my way!