It doesn't matter what you said
i get a grip when i lose my step
its not that easy to break me

we are all silhouettes against the sun
shadows on a hill
pebbles rolling down a stream
and one more empty space to fill

is the pain really worth the prize
is the suspense really worth the surprise
the path darkens
the light in front gets brighter
but i am going nowhere

your gaze
puts sunlight underneath my skin