My Hands Are Outstretched

My Fingers Rub My Eyes

My Hands Are Outstretched

My Fingers Rub My Eyes

I, I Stand Defiant

My Questions Remain Unanswered

I, I Ask You Why

Is This The Way Things Have To Be

We Love Within The Shadow Of Loss

And Cling To Memories

We Fight Not To Let Go

Of Those That Have Already Gone Away

Beyond Reason, Beyond Our Understanding

We Wish For The Things We Can No Longer Have

Where Is The Reason

I, I See The Reason

Why Is There No Second Chance

Where Is The Sense In All Of This

So Much We Never Said, That Goes Unspoken

If Anything Were Taught To

Taught To See Through

Through The Bitterness

That Every Moment And Every Word Means Something

And In The End

In The End, In The End

In The End It Means Something