| I want you dear | |
| To keep me clear | |
| On what it is we are | |
| 'Cause no else | |
| Keeps me close | |
| I put my faith next to you | |
| I'm coming back to your city | |
| To see this thing through | |
| Keep track of your high hopes | |
| And cloud them in truth | |
| So we'll go out and tell someone | |
| The way but it's long | |
| What doesn't kill us | |
| Keeps us all kinds of strong | |
| In darker times | |
| In darker minds | |
| It's harder to be true | |
| You laid it down | |
| I let it be | |
| I am so glad you turned on me | |
| I'm coming back to your city | |
| To see this thing through | |
| Keep track of your high hopes | |
| And cloud them in truth | |
| So we'll go out and tell someone | |
| The way but it's long | |
| What doesn't kill us | |
| Keeps us all kinds of strong | |
| I'm coming back to your city | |
| To see this thing through | |
| Keep track of your high hopes | |
| And cloud them in truth | |
| So we'll go out and tell someone | |
| The way but it's long | |
| What doesn't kill us | |
| Keeps us all kinds of strong |