Please, please hear me
'Cause I'm crying out
If I thought you weren't here
Would I still shout?

I've got some questions
That I know you've heard
Perhaps you'd let them
Have a second word.

Hear me out, I say,
The lines are broken down
Maybe when I took a breath
It brought them to the ground.

Maybe in the end I'll say
That this was all for good
But at this moment, I cannot stay
Anywhere you stood.

So hear me...I know it hurts...
Please, don't shut me out.
If I knew that you would turn away
Then would I still shout?