(Johnson, Shanks, Aronoff) How many times have I said to myself This means nothing to me What doesn't k** only makes me stronger So comforting to believe But in these strange days I find That I'm a ghost in my own life Can you forgive these blood-stained hands And trust the scars have healed out of sight Where was I to know You were running out of reasons Afraid to just let go We were crashing into pieces But where was I, where was I to know And I'm so tired of feeling sick and tired Shattered to my very soul A dying light in a coal black sky I'm too young to feel so old With hungry voices we stand in a circle Chalked upon the floor We're waiting for grace is it all in vain Or do we count the ways once more Where was I to know You were running out of reasons Afraid to just let go We were crashing into pieces But where was I to know I'm humbled by your patience In time the spirit grows Will bring me to your garden But where was I, where was I to know