If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy,

I can only conclude that I was not made for here

If the felsh that I fight is at best only light and momentary,

Then ofcourse I'll feel nude when to where I'm destined I'm compared

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Speak to me in the light of the dawn

Mercy comes with the morning

I will sigh and with all creation groan as I wait for hope to come for me

Am I lost or just found? on the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way?

Is this a soul that stirs in me, is it breaking free, wanting to come alive?

Cos my comfort would prefer for me to be numb

An avoid the impending birth of who I was born to become

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[Bridge]

For we, we are not long here

Our time is but a breath, so we better breathe it

And I, I was made to live, I was made to love, I was made to know you

Hope is coming for me

Hope, he's coming