When all is said and done,
Will we still feel pain inside?
Will the stars go away with night?
Stars smile for the morning light?
It's like the best dream to have,
Where every thing is not so bad.
Every tear is so alone.
Like God, himself, is coming home.
To say I, I can do any thing, if you want me here.
And I can fix any thing, if you'll let me near.
What are those secrets now that you're too scared to tell?
I whisper them all aloud, so you can hear yourself.
Deams were the first sign.
The deepest blue, the clearest sky.
The silence came with brightest eyes,
Like turning water into wine.
The children ran to see.
The parents stood in disbelief.
And those who knew braced for the ride.
The Earth, itself, then came alive.
To say I, I can do any thing, if you want me here.
And I can fix any thing, if you'll let me near.
What are those secrets now that you're too scared to tell?
I whisper them all aloud, so you can hear yourself.
I'm sorry I have to say it, but you look like your sad.
Your smile is gone; I've noticed it's bad.
The cure is that you let in a little more love,
And I promise you this a little's enough
Will we still feel pain inside?
Will the stars go away with night?
Stars smile for the morning light?
It's like the best dream to have,
Where every thing is not so bad.
Every tear is so alone.
Like God, himself, is coming home.
To say I, I can do any thing, if you want me here.
And I can fix any thing, if you'll let me near.
What are those secrets now that you're too scared to tell?
I whisper them all aloud, so you can hear yourself.
Deams were the first sign.
The deepest blue, the clearest sky.
The silence came with brightest eyes,
Like turning water into wine.
The children ran to see.
The parents stood in disbelief.
And those who knew braced for the ride.
The Earth, itself, then came alive.
To say I, I can do any thing, if you want me here.
And I can fix any thing, if you'll let me near.
What are those secrets now that you're too scared to tell?
I whisper them all aloud, so you can hear yourself.
I'm sorry I have to say it, but you look like your sad.
Your smile is gone; I've noticed it's bad.
The cure is that you let in a little more love,
And I promise you this a little's enough