What have I done to deserve this life of suffering, and dreams unseen? just a child so afraid, for the gift of d**h a mother gave, is there no one there to hold these hands? is there no one there to share the shadow? to hear the screams beneath the smile...he'll never see tomorro's dawn, never feel the pain of friendships gone, never grow to be a man, never live this life that others can, that we trhow away, and take for granted, in his eyes I can see the spirit that we have lost, and in his heart the strength to heal, i will be there, to hear your voice again, to hear the screams, to hold your hand, I'm here to heal your suffering, in this song I hear your voice again