Will you understand
If things have been planned
The pain tears holes
In our lonely souls
You capture a cloud
You run to find that jar
You close that lid
And keep it by your bed
Will you understand
That time will not stand
We're loneliness
Trying to clear the mess
You capture a cloud
You run to find that jar
You close that lid
And keep it by your bed
Will you understand
That we can withstand
The cold embrace
And we will find our grace