Lyrics

From the mind of a convict, to the purity of a child He sits in solitude, his imagination running wild What is he to do now, now that he trapped In a world of disbelief never to come back? Have you ever thought You could die by the words that someone said? Do you believe the lies Do you believe what they said Comments about your life, things that you have done Don't walk away, you've gotta turn and face the Son