| I don’t know just where I’m going
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| And tomorrow it’s a little overwhelming
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| And the air is cold and I’m not the same anymore
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| I’ve been running in your direction for too long now
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| I’ve lost my own reflection
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| And I can’t look down if you’re not there to catch me when I fall
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| If this is the moment I stand here on my own
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| If this is my rite of passage that somehow leads me home
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| I might be afraid but it’s my turn to be brave
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| If this is the last chance before we say goodbye
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| At least it’s the first day of the rest of my life
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| I can’t be afraid 'cause it’s my turn to be brave
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| All along all I ever wanted
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| Was to be the light when your life was daunting
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| But I can’t see mine when I feel as though you’re pushing me away
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| Well, who’s to blame?
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| Are we making the right choices?
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| 'Cause we can’t be sure if we’re hearing our own voices
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| As we close the door even though we are so desperate to stay
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| If this is the moment I stand here on my own
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| If this is my rite of passage that somehow leads me home
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| I might be afraid but it’s my turn to be brave
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| If this is the last chance before we say goodbye
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| At least it’s the first day of the rest of my life
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| I can’t be afraid 'cause it’s my turn to be brave
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| And I might still cry
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| And I might still bleed
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| These thorns in my side
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| This heart on my sleeve
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| And lightning may strike this ground at my feet
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| And I might still crash
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| But I still believe
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| This is the moment I stand here all alone
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| With everything I have inside everything I own
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| I might be afraid but it’s my turn to be brave
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| If this is the last time before we say goodbye
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| At least it’s the first day of the rest of my life
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| I can’t be afraid it’s my turn to be brave |