He said we were going to grow wings
I'm still here waiting to fly
You said Without him we are nothing
I said This is all we have
It's cold
I can hear the rain
I know how much you hate to be
Alone again
I hear you bought for cheap
A lesser God
I hope he knows how
To keep you warm
Before this is over we will sell our gods
And with what we make we'll buy something
For the two of us
Before this is over we will sell our gods
And with what we make we'll buy
A new dawn