So Here I Am

Sitting On A Pile Of Stones

Waiting For The Rain To Fall

To Wash Away The Dust From My Hands

So Here I Am

Sitting On A Pile Of Broken Bones

Waiting For The Sun To Shine

Just To Find My Way To Another Day



I Hear You Call To Me

But There's Nothing I Can Do

I Hear You Call To Me

But I Can't Help You

So Here I Am

Nothing More To Give The World

Hoping For Another Chance

As I Try To Make A Stand Against The Tide



And Now I Walk In Fire

I See The Flames Are Grower Stronger, Dancing Higher

And Voices From The Blue

Their Screams Will Not Be Silenced, As I Stand Accused

I Look For Mercy In Their Eyes

But Only Find Despising Gazes



So Here I Am

Wasted And Torn Apart

Waiting For The End To Come

Release Me From The Guilt I've Had To Bear

So Here I Am

Sitting On A Pile Of Broken Hearts

Waiting For The End To Come

And Take Away The Burden Of My Fear



I Hear You Call To Me

But There's Nothing I Can Do

I Hear You Call To Me

But I Can't Help You - But I Can't Help You

So Here I Am, Sitting On A Pile Of Stones...