I focused on the outline And I focused on the seams I watched it come apart And I knew that it could have been me
I saw fences tied in razor wire Borders drawn in blood I saw nothing but rain for days Still I, I wasn't ready for the flood
Is there always enough strength for the next step? Is there always a way back from your regrets? I want to hear you say, 'it'll be okay' I want to hear you say, 'it's not too late'
I would walk down that road while it crumbled into dust I put my faith in a violent man He was the only one that I could trust
He built fences tied in razor wire Borders drawn in blood There was nothing but rain for days and days Still no one was ready for the flood
Is there always enough strength for the next step? Is there always a way back from your regrets? I want to hear you say, 'it'll be okay' I want to hear you say, 'it's not too late'
Is there always a reason to fall apart? Is there always a light on in the dark? Is there always a way home for a lost son? Is there always a savior when you need one?
I want to hear you say, 'it'll be okay' I want to hear you say, 'it's not too late' I want to hear you say, 'it'll be okay' I want to hear you say, 'it's not too late' It's not too late