A gaping wound tells the story of it all
  A man lost only to find
  What was left of his mind?
  With no hope of a scar at all
  You say, “Go slow”
  But something's right behind me
  I can run away for only so long
  It will not stop
  I will come down
  Oh no
  Let me find my way
  I'll take you to the edge
  Go across that window
  And I'll carry you there
  Oh when nothing goes right
  Oh when days don't come tonight
  Oh when all I see is the error of my own enemy
  A man alone and cut and torn for it
  His whole life friend after friend
  They're all a flash in the pan
  With no hope of rejoice at all
  Let me find my way
  (Don't be scared of what you might be thinking)
  I'll take you to the edge
  Go across that window
  And I'll carry you....