The house, it shook and left us both alone,
And I would like to understand.
I'm not hopeless, yet,
I'm not hopeless, yet...
I showed you all the worst I had and more,
But now I hold my hand outstretched.
I'm not hopeless, yet,
I'm not hopeless, yet...
Oooooh, I'm not asking for the easy escape,
in a ways that will raise up again.
Oooooh, I am asking for the way to be clear,
so you'll head over here to my side,
Of the story...
I heard the storms resounding in the wake,
They came so close that it left this sound.
I'm not hopeless, yet,
I'm not hopeless, yet...
Oooooh, I'm not asking for the easy escape,
in a ways that will raise up again.
Oooooh, I am asking for the way to be clear,
so you'll head over here to my side,
Of the story...