On a sheet of ice too thin
Why can no one understand this
I climbed the ladder stair by stair I hoped that I would get somewhere I found that movement is my way To stop the world from turning grey
It stands there high and tall Once built for my protection Now it stands right in my way
Courage is the spark, hope is the drive But my rose-coloured windows And the clear look that's left Makes my tears sometimes flow
There is nothing worse that we can do Nothing worse for me and you Than boxing shadows with our memories Boxing shadows with our past
Those walls we have inside Those walls we built on pride Every day they are growing higher And cut the sunlight from our eyes This is just another lesson
Courage is the spark, hope is the drive But my rose-coloured windows And the clear look that's left Makes my tears sometimes flow
Go on, when the whole world around you There is still something left