With my feelings still growing
And my true nature showing
I look for a meaning
To prove I'm still feeling
With my future unknowing
And my heart beat now slowing
A voice at the table
Is willing and able
To set me free
With the call of the city
Ending in pity
Still searching for meaning
For what I believe in
And the thought of tomorrow
It fills me with sorrow
A voice at the table
Is willing and able
To set me free
A voice at the table
Is willing and able
A voice at the table
Is willing and able
A voice at the table
Is willing and able
To set me free