When it's a lifetime of not enough
And every death is approaching
Maybe your cross is the bitter love I'm waiting on
So I wait for the morning light
With every breath, death and rising
Maybe the truth is the sweeter life
I'm hoping so

When it's a lifetime of not enough
And every death is approaching
Maybe your cross is the bitter love I'm waiting on
So I wait for the morning light
With every breath, death and rising
Maybe the truth is the sweeter life
I'm hoping so, I hopе it's so