Robe makes wounds into the older skin Today is so hard to talk, to breath again... I guess I know I'm strong enough I guess I hope I'll find the gold... but that's not reality I've got the fire to burn my past I guess I know I'm strong enough I guess I hope I'll find the gold... but that's not reality Singing along I need you... Feeling so small I miss you... the time is running out... For years Singing along I need you... Feeling so small I miss you... the time is running out...(x6)