With their wicked words they'll try to hold you down
No this is not our fate; the lives in which they are bound
And there is something more we know it has to be found
I know the world won't wait, the tide is turning around...

And there's not enough time...

With all their wicked words they'll never hold you down
No this is not our fate; the tide is turning around

No there's not enough time...

In the fallout of the wasted, in the halflight
I stand before you in the last dance of an old life...
Now the cool wind's blowing and we can't stay, but it's alright...
When the night is gone I will still be here...

No there's not enough time...
 [bad word] 
With a smile to melt a thousand hearts
You’ve [bad word] a gift to all
But will your everything be [bad word] away, time to take the way they unwind
Sworn to silence, just a helping hand
Stand in line
They call
They call
They call
Oh how they want you, but who’s the one you call when you fall?

These shoulders are holding the weight of the world
These shoulders are holding the weight of my world

Don’t you cry, it’ll be alright
Somehow we’ll make it better
Now don’t you cry, it’ll be alright
Sometime we’ll make it better
Don’t you cry
Don’t you cry
Now don’t you cry

These shoulders are holding the weight of the world
These shoulders are holding the weight of my world

Don’t you cry, it’ll be alright
Somehow we’ll make it better
Now don’t you cry, it’ll be alright
Sometime we’ll make it better