Lift my hands and praise whoever it is I should be praising this time around.

Have I been living all this time or just walking amongst the dead?

I used to think that the sun only shined to mock me,

but now I see it was merely a reminder of how happy I was.

I used to wish I had that back.

Have everything back before I met them.

They've wronged me, but I've forgiven and forgotten.

There's no point in staying angry…

only a point in getting angry and then getting even.

I saw through their many disguises, righted the wrong, kept faith, and lost faith…

and some how through it all I still see the good in people.

I feel I have been saved.

So open your eyes and close your heart, there is no more need to feel,

but rather to see.

And you can be saved too…