I look at these hands of mine and catch the tears that fall
My stomach in a knot as I run and hit a wall
And I can hear you calling me as I stumble and fall
As the lurking feeling comes that I've run out of time

My hand reaches out to you, but only grasps the air
No to tell you it'll be alright, no one lying with you there
My lungs scream as loud as the echoes of a world that is unfair
My silent sobs all that accompany

Where did my folly lie? In truth filled with uncertainty?
In the eyes of the one who had faith that was stronger than me?
Or was it simply in the words I should have said
Which I whisper now that I have fallen short