Save Me (From Myself)

(альбом: The Quality Of Mercy - 2005)

Sometimes I can hardly breathe
The air is so thick with hatred and pain and we're on our knees
In my hand is a book of prayer
In my pocket, a cross attached to some chain and I'm on my knees
I'm staring at the world through a trick of the light
I'm waving in the dark, I'm naked tonight
Save me, save me, save me from myself

Sometimes there's a sense of peace
Hand on my heart, I promise I'm trying, I do want to please
Other times I pretend to be believe
There's nothing in this but inside I'm dying, I do want to please
I'm holding tight and true in this battle of pride
I want to hear the truth, don't talk about prizes
Save me, save me, save me from myself

Sometimes I can hardly breathe
These terrible thoughts, these are terrible dreams, the night is so dark
My sky is a stormy sky
Always heavy with clouds, the sun never beams and life is so dark
I wanna hear a sign that you're listening, please
I want to hear the word, I want a release
Save me, save me, save me from myself