Last night I slept on a bed of ambition
Spooning with my world on a pillow of wishes
As a child, I'd imagine this scene
Playing out my part in a mirror of dreams

Then in just seconds
I lost all that I had trusted
The convictions in my soul
Were replaced by injustice

Maybe it's not me
Must be a mistake
My ground broke to pieces
Shook my pride and faith

I almost fell apart that day
I almost came undone in that haze
I almost lost the hold I had on my life
And all that I still had to write
In the story of my days
Reaching for a truth
I found it holding on to you

I see in my reflection the eyes of a stranger
Blocking my view of what I once held tender
Why me? Why now? Why this?
The answers are smiling hiding deep within

Maybe it's not me
Must be a mistake
My ground broke to pieces
Shook my pride and faith

I almost fell apart that day
I almost came undone in that haze
I almost lost the hold I had on my life
And all that I still had to write
In the story of my days
Reaching for a truth
I found it holding on to you

When the only sound that breaks the silence is your beating heart
In between the pounding, you will find out who you are

I almost fell apart that day
I almost came undone in that haze
I almost lost the hold I had on my life
And all that I still had to write
In the story of my days

I almost fell apart that day
I almost came undone in that haze
I almost lost the hold I had on my life
And all that I still had to write
In the story of my days
Reaching for a truth
I found it holding on to you
Reaching for a truth
I found it in you