I'm alive again,
the darkness far behind me.
I'm invincible,
despair will never find me.
I feel strong, I've got
a new sense of elation.
Boundless energy,
euphoria fixation.
Still it's hard to just get by,
it seems so meaningless to try
when all I want to do is cry.
Who would ever know I felt so sad?
Even though I get so high,
I know that I will never fly,
and when I fall out of the sky
who'll be standing by?
Will you be standing by?