I try so hard, sometimes hard is not enough
I find I try to get by with a few part time jobs, but it won't pan out
My heart is failing me
I've come so far, sometimes far is not enough
I find I try to make a living with the gifts that I've been given, but it won't pan out
My heart is failing me
There is no palm without its pain
There is no throne without its thorn
There is no crown without its cross
There is no calm without a storm
I call your name, but a call can't bring you back again
Still I wonder, if you answer, can it still be the same
There is no palm without its pain
There is no throne without its thorne
There is no crown without its cross
There is no calm without a storm
There is no harm in hoping