Who am I without this hope? You're holding on, I'm letting go And so I drift out of control; a tragedy without your hope (Who am I without this
Hope?) Progress is getting away, but I still see it, and I will follow What would become of me if I stayed here? I'd rather not know Knock me down,
Please knock me down; I'm better off when I'm on the ground You say so much without a sound; I'd hear you more if I'd just slow down