ravaged, embittered, and cynical...
with eyes that see everything...
and nothing at all... trying to keep hope alive...
she holds in her heart, she turns it inside.
i'll give you the hope of a newborn child
to get through this trial
to get through the gate.
i'll give you the hope of a newfound pain...
i can't find my way to carry alone
with all of this history - its worn me to the bone.
and what is the reason still you go on...
trying to keep your hope alive
we keep in our hearts and turn inside
to give you the hope of a newborn child
try to keep reason and dreaming alive
to get through this trial,
to get through the gate,
to get through this trial,
to get through the hate.