I admit that I'm unprepared 
Staring into the face of death 
And with my hand across my chest 
I swear that I'm not ready for the test 

Not yet 
I'm not ready yet 

I fear I've missed a chance, I've lived a fearful life 
I said I wanted to die, I called to you at night 
I cried to you, but it was in greed 
When I was alone, when I was in need 

Not yet 
You'll not have me yet 

I've found a love, I've found a home 
No longer lost, no longer alone 
I promise now, I won't call for you 
Embrace the life that I owe to you 

Not yet 
I'm not ready yet 

In the final hour, all will be said and done 
And all I know is that the hour [bad word]