Searching for that moment
Desperate for that familiar feeling
Our feet would hit the pavement
As the streetlights slowly flicker on
Return to the walls
The walls we see as prison
But the place we'd call home
To right all these wrongs
Feeling freedom from this self-deflection
Searching for that moment
Desperate for that familiar feeling
Our feet would hit the pavement
As the streetlights slowly flicker on
Promise to change direction
A second chance, for a life full of meaning
Fists to the sky
A second chance to start again
And I know you did the best that you could
There's still no passing
I can't fight this feeling
Maybe this time we'll get things right
Maybe this time we'll get things right
With this new life
(We'll make things right)
With this new life
(We'll make things right)