Some things are Better left unsaid You'll find a nice Place to hide them But days like this There is just too Much going on So I'm picking up The pieces of my past But I can't find No peace at all So in other words I am so ready to be found So I'll try and I might Stand up and fight To leave this place someday All I need is that moment To make me believe That you're alive And then I'll be alright Paradise grown cold One hand on my door Way too high hopes I can't tell right From wrong Show me how it's done Lord I need to be saved And then I'll be alright On days like this There is just too Much going on So I'll try and I might Stand up and fight To leave this place someday All I need is that moment To make me believe that You're alive And then I'll be alright