What happens when the song i sing doesn's seem to mean a thing, And everyhting i have to bring is borrowed and rehearsed What happens when the music ends i'm to tired too pretend That who i am and who i've been can ever get along Nows the time for letting go Chorus: I surrender all- can you hear my call? When i'm at the end of myself Is this where you begin when i'm caving in When i'm at the end of myself What happens when the motion stop-staring at a broken clock When what i am and what i'm not are perfectly reversed Nows the time for letting go