I wish I had the words
To tell you how I suffer
I wish I had a choice
To find my way out of here
Sailing through reality
Come hell or high water
Haunted by uncertainty
Hanging on my shoulder
Counting breaths before the flow
Head above the surface
In this uphill battle, I
Know who takes the laurel
Chariot of Sun makes its way
Through different skies every day
I beg for strength to reconcile to
Change
I wish I knew a place
Place we could call a shelter
Where we'd heal and erase
Everything that hurt us
Chariot of Sun makes its way
Through different skies every day
I beg for strength to reconcile to
Change
Maybe I don't have a choice
But I'll make it worth it
I will find sufficient words
And I'll speak, I'll speak
Maybe I don't have a choice
But I'll make it worth it
I will find sufficient words
And I'll speak, I'll speak
Chariot of Sun makes its way
Through different skies every day
I beg for strength to reconcile to
Change
