I fear my hopes will lead me back into the storm.
I fear my dreams will lead me back into the 
storm.Forgetting. Avoiding. Days like these.
I fear my fear will lead me back into the storm.
I fear my own will bring me down where it devours me.
I know this rock has been moved a thousand times before.
Got to see that it's true: ‘The face in the mirror was 
you'.
Focus to sidetrack but trying not to lose what I found.
But I'm not here, yes, I'm not here today. So fearful 
that it steals soul I can never reclaim.
So grateful I found you so please continue to warm me.
I am what I am and it will not change a thing.
I know I can continue though I can't see lights that 
guide me.
But I can escape.
I know that I can escape.
Things will be alright.