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