Holding On

I thought the future held a perfect place for us
That together we would learn to be the best that we could be
In my naivety I ran, I fell and lost my way
Somehow I always end up falling over me

And one day I woke to find
The future had no place for me
I was unwanted in a world
That with my hands I helped build

Where once was honesty and pride
I now stand broken and alone
Just a shadow
Of what I was meant to be

They say that, "Time will heal
The truth shall set us free"
Well, that depends on what it is
That you choose to believe

In this prison made of lies
We see what it is we want to see
And find comfort in this
Broken hall of dreams

Does anybody feel the way I do?
Is there anybody out there?
Are you hearing me?

I believe in you
Will you believe in me?
Or am I alone in this hall of dreams?

I believe in you you believe in me
But I have no trust in anything
Somehow I'm always, always falling over me
Somehow I'm always, I'm always falling over me