• Sometimes things happen
    Things that we can't control
    Things that make us suffer
    And things that make us grow

    It was things like these
    That kept me from you
    And kept me from loving you
    The way I wanted to

    I wanted to hold your hand
    Through all your troubles
    And show you just how much
    I truly loved you

    But it was those things
    That kept us apart
    From the very start
    To the very end

    I'm now running out of chances
    And only one remains
    Give me this last chance
    To prove myself to you

    I would never leave you again
    Nor let you suffer alone
    I am finally ready
    To finally atone
    To be true to you
    To love you
    And wash away these things...