Broken dusty dreams lying on the broken dusty ground,
Wounded by the past and far too trampled down,
I find myself crawling to the edge and leaning in,
Longing just to find the beginning.
Itís true Ė you can never leave the past behind,
Old wounds heal but they heal with scarred reminders,
And somewhere between the smile and the tears,
Is the yearning to turn back the years.
I have many bad things I have done it is true,
I shoulder my burdens and I know you do too.
Canít go back and take back the pain I caused,
Canít go back and give back that caused to me.
Iíve fallen one too many times before,
Canít force myself to walk on anymore,
Out of the darkness of my doubt and pain,
Comes a soft gentle voice, like welcome rain,
Start over. Begin again,
Let me take it all and carry your pain,
Let me give you a chance to begin,
Come to me child, Let me take you in.
A bruised reed I will not break,
A broken heart I will not forsake,
And you will never be alone.
Start over, begin again.
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