You told me stories no element of truth
Said you had glory in the days of our youth
Cried you want home, said you wanna be free
And I said: "babe, listen to me"
There are things they are in his hands
Nobody knows and no one understands
Open your heart and he's taking you home!
Believe me you are not alone!
In the end you are the hero
In the end you only can win
When they count your life down to zero
When you give him your heart and your sense
Lost in your fears, far away from the cure
Longing for silence for grace and the pure
Caught by illusions, disturbed by the truth
Tell me what's left there to proof?
There are things they are in his hands
Nobody knows and no one understands
Open your heart and he's taking you home!
Believe me you are not alone!
In the end you are the hero
In the end you only can win
When they count your life down to zero
When you give him your heart and your sense
In the case of confusion he's the mind to free you
When your breath is frozen he's the air that will heal you
And when pain seems to break you he's the hope that will take you
He's the love, that will open up your mind!