I hear your not tired anymore, I hear your not hungry
I heard that you ran out of time to tell your story

And did you believe that its true, that what burnt out inside of you don't matter anymore.

I hope that you found your anwser I hope you found your peace of mind

I know that its far to late to tell you that your runnin out of time

So stick out that hand sometimes make that offer don't be so absorbed in yourself, because its not that often

where you might get a chance to make that leap of faith

where you might get new words to tell your story