Some, someday I will open your eyes and bring you back to life... broken soul, self-afflicted separation, lost...
So here we are, different sides of a world, (different sides of a world) that should have been ours... Don't cry to me that you can't feel. Your silence says it all...
Maybe it's out of my hands, but I wish I could stop you, tearing your soul apart (You're tearing your soul apart...) What is it you need to see, to clarify everything? I'll pray forever that you'll wake up and relive those golden days...
So here we are, different sides of a world, (different sides of a world) that should have been ours... Don't cry to me that you can't feel. Your silence says it all...
(Maybe I'm lost, bleeding for truth. It's time to start suturing the wound. My regrets are an endless sea. I'm falling fast asleep)
If you don't believe in these words, then I will grab your face, and I will scream until my lungs bleed out...
(Here in the air, your heart must beat the same. Born again, down on your knees. You're born again down on your knees.)
Some, someday I will (bring you) home. Some, someday I will bring you home.