See the picture in front of me but you cannot see.
Problems face us in our sleep, yet we cannot hide.
I'd reach up into the sky if I could.
Wrap my arms around the sun if you would.

But you don't even try.


The things you ask of me... There's no way to convey.
I need something to believe so I don't run away.


If I headed for the door would you stand in my way?
Take my bags and turn me around, make me stay.
Would you step aside and run from my fears?
Take my hand and lead me through; catch my tears.

Tell me that you'll try.


The things you ask of me... There's no way to convey.
I need something to believe so I don't run away.


See the picture in front of me, but you cannot see