Here we are, in front of this problem we can't overcome It feels like we're scraping the bottom, so why can't I be done? This loyal devotion has left my head torn So I'm picking at the pieces, and I'm going home We're really far from where we started, the tides dragged us apart I couldn't swim, I lived without looking, thanks to my eager heart I'm crossing the ocean, to get where I need to go Yes, I'm picking at the pieces, and I'm going home How can I live without your light in my life? When I thought the current would just subside I'm picking at the pieces, and I'm going home You were my hope, I'll just fix all the pieces, then I'm going home You were my hope, I'll just fix all the pieces, then I'm going home *