Hands - Here I Am Тексты

On my knees in the wreckage of a broken church
I couldn't pull it together
How I want to believe that there's a light
At the end of this continuous shadow
And as the feeling disappears, here I am
Are you here?

Wake up my son. Wake up my son
Why are you so afraid?
Oh, God, I'm begging you now
Open up my eyes!
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