In a state of half awake, I've been breaking down for days On the pathway back to you. With no fuel to feed the fire, Soul is lost and body tired. Seems like trying is no use. If we can save our selves from the way we are Maybe we'd find something to believe in You emerged out of the cold Somewhere buried in the snow And stayed with me 'til warmth came through. What it takes to feel alive Alone seemed like wasted time, So I hold onto you. If we can save our selves from the way we are Maybe we'd find something to believe in If we can lift the curse that has settled in and taken over us Maybe we'd find something to believe. I will try to believe in you.